Captain Billy's Whiz Bang #34 — page 66: what you’re looking at

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64 Captain Billy's Whiz Bang Our Rural Mail Box Molly Maglone—It would be wrong to say that the widow who recently married her sixth husband was “led to the altar.” She probably knew the way. * * * Dora—Yes, little girl, a lounge lizard some-what resembles a garter snake. * * * Geraldine Farther—You are quite mistaken, Geraldine, Fatty Arbuckle, I feel certain, was never invited to address the Y. W. C. A. * * * Rosabel Pratt—In case of fire, Rosie, would suggest that you throw a bar of soap to him so he can make a lather and climb down. * * * Mandy—Yes, Mandy, Eve came from Adam’s spare rib. * * * Kitty Carr—Yes, Kitty, ice really is what it is cracked up to be. * * * Helen Troy—When a man declares that he admires you for the beauties of your soul, or the charm of your mind, dearie, it is just his delicate little way of explaining that he’s not thinking of marrying you.