They All Love Puck! 
Each week’s number is a 
witch’s Ibrew of satire, of 
sparkling wit and rollicking 
good humor. 
No duellist ever carried a 
keener rapier, no master wit 
a readier tongue.' 
First Maid: So you don’t like to 
work for highbrows? 
Second Maid: You bet I don’t. 
I worked for one pair of them— 
and never again! Him and her 
was fighting continually and it kept 
me on the jump between the key 
hole and the dictionary to get a 
line on the scrap. 
Like all really worthwhile 
things in life, 
‘‘America's Cleverest Weekly” 
is by no means easy to ob¬ 
tain. Most dealers receive 
it early Monday morning and 
are sold out Monday night. 
If you would be assured of having 
it promptly every Monday, either 
leave a standing order at your 
news-stand, or pin a dollar bill to 
your card or letterhead and mail 
it to 210 Fifth Avenue, New York, 
in exchange for which you will 
receive Puck for the ensuing three 
months on probation. 
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