Judge — July 27, 1918 — page 6: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

be: bunch the Ancient Gods an awhile to see if y something. your ears is conveyed much concerning Venus, Achilles and others. all this old do you any ome in handy at some pink-tea when your stock is run- linger can't lore At Last Gooosess neglected AN Howest-to- Agr Srupent tion for the feelings of “those present,” drags Ker off You pass a large show- case containing a model of ancient Rome. A studious young man with a heavy air and a vague mustache is tapping the glass over the various ruins and_ telling the assemblage all about the Roman conquests; the terrible arena where the Christian Martyrs furnished the chief item on the menu for a lot of famished tigers, et al., and as you stroll on he commences a still hunt for the spot on which Nero sat and sawed catgut while Rome conflagrated for his- tory purposes. In due course, you reach the Statuary Department, where armless and legless wonders in various stages of dishabille hold forth. You fasten a somewhat doubtful optic on a distorted chunk of stone that appears to be the product of an ambitious volcano, but when your gaze wanders to the sign- board you see it’s only the statue of a‘* Mounted Horse- man Attacking a Sore-Foot +4 Soldier.” As you scan the tongue- paralyzing Greek names adorning these statues, you to realize how terribly your education has been You listen with envy and awe while a litde unimportant man_ spills a Not that will ever but it might iversational ning low. By and of learn thetoric by you get comfortable. Your mythological about Adonis, stuff good. lack knowledge you u ‘° un- few others you used to be real chummy with back in the little-old-red-school- days. Your self-esteem is once more restored and it gets a further boost when you look up and find a giant bronze reproduction of — Rodin’s “Thinker” glooming down at you. You wonder what he has been thinking about all these years, but before you get very far into the ethics of the case, your attention is diverted by the appear- ance of a melancholy youth with a flowing tie and hair to match. He is busy with a pad and pencil At last, think you, an honest-to-goodness art stu- dent at work! You have always wanted to sec what an art student's sketches look like in the raw, so you creep cautiously along the floor tohis sideand glance surreptitiously over his shoulder. Your hopes hit zero with a sickening thump when instead of sketches you preceive this. Flowers for Olga. Tickets (Agnes) Candy (Marion). Taxi son, flushed and obviously at odds with the world, scowls knight in full armor and mutters sourly that the gar- menture have been a whole lot more uncomfortable present day boiled shirt. After carry you into the Art Gal- lery when your artistic soul ecstatically. ever way you turn you find pictures and more pictures Dancers with Dogs; Dogs with Girls; Girls Wellington Moonlight Sunlight Electric Light on Broadway; Landscapes ; flaps “A Mippte-Aceo Mare Per- A middle-aged male per- sox Scowts ur ara KstciT™ Ballet Waterloo; Waterscape: depresses you. You cast about helplessly for some familiar name or object and then, ah, and then, your eager glance lights upon Amazon, Aphrodite, Diana, the Discus Thrower and a Drazen by Cuarres The Duck—What The Fri ‘defish - rch Ge: A. Hucue man-carp. that strangelooking anima like a cross between a Firescapes, Airscapes; and, of course, Washington Cross- ing the Delaware. After that you go home. It is the end of a perfect daze. comicbooks.com