Judge, 1938-09 · page 43 of 53
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Come, let us look at it very closely, (‘tis a very ugly word) And one that will make us shudder whenever it is heard. It may not be always wicked; it must | | always be bad And speaks of sin and suffering enough to make one mad. They say it is a compound word, and that is very true, And then they decompose it, and that they're free to do. If, of the dozen letters, we take off the | first three, We have the nine remaining, as sad as sad can be; For though it seems to make it less in fact it makes it more; For it takes the brute creation in, that was left out before. Instead of three and nine, let us make it four and eight; You'll say it makes no difference, at least none very great; But only see the consequence, ‘tis all that need be done, To change this mass of sadness to un- mitigated fun! It clears way swords and pistols, re- volvers, bowie knives And all those horrid weapons, by which men lose their lives, It wakens nation’s voices and most joy- fully is heard The native sound of gladness com- pressed into one word. Yes, four and eight, my friends Let that be yours and mine; For all the hosts of demons re- joice in three and nine. If it keeps you up all night in vain, the answer is on page 48, Replying to the Pope's Ie cent assertion —when he ac- cused Italy of aping Germany's racial theories—that he is a descendant of the Milanese who “chased out the Germans,” Il Tevere commented: “In 1948 the Milanese did not chase * the Germans away for the simple rea- son that there were no Germans there, This is history. The rest is bunk.” N.Y. Mirror. This is prophecy, and it’s all bunk. THE BEST IN ‘BIG APPLES'- Do you get so furious you could put arsenic in the water cooler? Are there times when you hate everybody nds, loat arel That long line jou are a creature tind of person that gets sore reading the morning paper. Don't do it—don't murder anybody —don't steb your mother—don't your wife. (Crime does not pay a liv- ing wage. fe want to help you. We don't care if you subscribe to THE JUDGE; shucks, we're piling up all the incre- ment we want. We're just thinking of you. We Went to Sublimate Your RAGES? Rage and Keep You Out of Harm's Way. Just Follow the Directions: See the little coupon? Well Work yourself into white hot anger. Then TEAR IT OUT SAVAGELY! SLAP IT INTO AN EN- VELOPE. Pound an AMERICAN stamp on it! Then Jan! IT into an AMERI- CAN mail bor and go home and cool off! THE JUDGE—I8 East 48th Street, New York Keep me out of harm's way with The Judge ind send me the bill for $1.50 ind send me the bill for $2.75; Address City comicbooks.com