Judge — May 22, 1915 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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GRANLIDEN HOTEL Lake Sunapee, N. H. A T the Gateway to the White Mountains. On the Ideal Tour. Fine Golf Course; Saddle Horses; Tennis; Bathing; Boating; Canoeing and Fishing, as good, if not the best in New England. Fine Motoring. Accommodates 300 guests. Furnished Cottages to rent for the season. Write for circular. Address W. W. Brown, Hotel Manhattan, 42nd St., New York City, until June Ist; after that, Granliden Hotel, Lake Sunapee, N. H. Open June 16th to Oct. Ist. Hotel Aspinwall, Lenox, Mass, In the heart of the famous Berkshires, under the same management. You can’t sell your drawings unless they are technically correct and you can only acquire this technique under skil- ful guidance. In comic art particularly, the clever caricature de- pends altogether on a proper understanding of what to emphasize and what to omit, and this knowledge can only be had through instruction. You cannot become a skilled artist without instruction any more than you could be a finished musician and play only | by ear. Men are born with genius, but art is the practical and skilful application of natural ability. We send you this instruction by mail and your indi- vidual training comes under the personal direction | of Mr. Grant E. Hamilton, an artist of international reputation. This school has been established eleven years and has developed many first-class illustrators who are now earning good incomes from their art. Only a limited number of students will be taken, so write at once. Send five two-cent stamps for handsome booklet and reply. Studio of Pictorial Art, Inc. Established 1903 | 112 Ease 19th Street, New York Human Repair Shops NEVER has common sense felt more friendly toward science than to- day—since the recent discoveries that are fast bringing to reali- zation that radiant dream, a human repair shop. Well may we forgive certain scientists for their lives of futility, spent, say, in taking in. ventory of the eight hundred possible varieties of red-haw trees or Crategus. Gladly will we forgive them, and even try to keep from smiling in the bargain, now that certain other experts have made it possible to install a new stomach or have a new thatch of hair laid on the baldest of shining cupolas. How straight these latest arrows fly to the very bull’s-eye of the target, the golden center of the circles of human desire! Through the centuries man has found it one of the bitterest ironies of life that “* ONE OF THE BITTEREST IRONIES OF LIFE!"* by the time he could earn money enough to buy delicious foods, he was left with no stomach to digest them; that when his income warranted broadcloths and silk, the effect of glorious raiment would be entirely counteracted by an unimpressive baldness, no natural ornament visible above the necktie line. How much more encouragement now will be extended to the am- bitious! You may moil and starve, acquiring dyspepsia in the inter- ests of economy, but cheerful in the assurance that it will be as easy to get a new digestive engine when the present equipment gives out as to order another carbureter for your motor car. When at last you have become a capitalist, you may eat the richest foods in quantity, with your heart's content of vintages to wash them down, yet never stand in fear of being permanently disabled. Indeed, the prodigal eater will learn to speak as nonchalantly of going through three stomachs in his lifetime as a spendthrift of going through three fortunes. The newspapers soon will be carrying such advertisements as: WHY BE MISERABLE? Try Our Bargains in Fur-lined Anthropoid Apes’ Stomachs marked down to $98 In De Luxe Editions, Copper-lined, $138 Already a Parisian scientist has successfully installed new digest ive parts in a young French farmer, whose stomach had gone ona strike after twenty-seven years’ monotonous consumption of onions and cheese and white wines. We are the more convinced of the veracity of this cabled report since the publication of the news sequel—that the young man celebrated his release from the hospital by treating his anthropoid stomach to a stew. And not the meat-and-potatoes sort of stew, either! Even before this announcement was flashed abroad to brighten a world that had begun to embrace cynicism, a physician in Budapest, with a needle and tiny loops of gold thread, had successfully sewed— perhaps in this instance the spelling should be s-o-w-e-d—seedling hairs into the unprotesting scalps of some of his countrymen, all at the rate of from three hundred to five hundred hairs an hour, the dispatches add, process perfectly painless, crop guaranteed despite frosts or drought. He calls the result a Franzszekely living wig, and declares it may be combed, brushed and washed without damage or without the slightest pain. At such great bounds as this, work is being rushed toward the completion of a human repair shop! —Charles Phelps Cushing. comichooks. pent geod yore