Judge — May 15, 1920 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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May 15, 1920 SUBSCRIPTIONS A Year of JUDGE is a lot letter than a cycle of Cathay aod much cheaper at $7, Che Hallphoo Bugle WEATHER A hot wave is predicted for next week, exténding throughout JUDGE from cover to cover. A NEWSPAPER with a HUNCH EXTRA Murdered By A Movie HeVamp —:0:— Spooner Mush, Accused of the Crime, is Acquitted with Ex- tenuating Circumferences —so-— Jemina Jazz the Purple Victim New York, May 22, (Special to The Bugle). Not since the discovery of custard pie as an ad- junct and inspiration of motion-picture art has the movie world been so torn asunder with emo- tion as by the news that Jemina Jazz was killed to death, the only evidence of the crime being a rather smallish mosquito bite. It was Ferrett, , the Albino Detective, who finally discovered the near-culprit, who later proved him self innocent of the charge of kissing Jemina Jazz into the great beyond. Spooner Mush, the he-Vamp, proved himself as innocent of the crime as a mere child—nay twins. And it was Ferrett who knew al the time that Miss Jazz had died of obtuse nausea. In the solution of the mystery a picture hang- ing on the wall of the deceased’s room played a dramatic part—a still alarm, as you might say. It was a portrait and when the great deteckative afterward saw the same mug on the screen he knew that Spooner Mush, with his Mazda lamps and his marshmallow lips was the guy that done the dirty deed. But how the mystery was cleared up, and when and why, you will have to read in the pages of Jupce and the words of Gelett Burgess. If you like fun and fiction riotously intermingled, there’s a treat in store for you. Don’t miss “The Murder of Jemina Jazz”—the second in the se- res of Gelett Burgess satires on the popular de- tective story in next week’s JuDGE. “SCRAMBLED EQQS8” SCIENCE 20:-— ANew Book Interpreting the Soul of a Duck and Upsetting All Barnyard Theories New York, May 15, (Special to The Bugle). A profound and disturbing study in the psy- chology of the duck and other barnyard denizens has just been published here, and it will doubtless eate a furore in poultry circles throughout the country. The author of this exhaustive treatise is the well-known chicken authority and one- time managing editor of “JupcE,” Lawton Mackall. A close student of the frailties and foibles of the feathered, Mr. Mackall brings to bear on his investigations of the life, habits and What the Swell-Dressed Man Will Swear Snapshot of Percival Y. Fribble, our men’s fashion editor who has started a campaign to combat the spreading overalls’ fever. Percy has invented a slogan all by himself. It is “ Down with Denim and Up with Suspenders.” Percy is some deep thinker. intellectual development of the domesticated fowl, the richness of his informed, broad-visioned understanding of ducks, drakes, roosters, pigeons swans, and what he aptly terms “that bold-faced speckled creature” the Guinea hen. Henceforth one’s belief in the unsophisticated nature of the barnyard tribes must be revised. Mr. Mackall proves beyond cavil that a simple duck may be a faithless waddler and a drake true to his marital quacks. Giving his volume the ungarnished title of “Scrambled Eggs” the author plunges at once Are You Reading the witty, informative articles on the ‘‘Moshun Pitcher’? industry now appearing weekly in JUDGE? They are the sanest things in print concerning the “Movies,” and are written by the best-informed man in the country connected with the business that controls the thought and emotions of Ten Million People a Day. Who makes the movies? What makes ’em move? When do they tick? What are they doing—what have they done—what will they do —to Isadore and Maggie and Silas, not to mention you and me? Read Lenso Every weer in Judge 33 into the elucidation of his theories anent barn- yard ethics and the social order of the coop, and drives home his deductions by employing the narrative and dialogue form. Out of the bills of his characters—Eustace, Gertrude, Clarence. Martha and Phyllis—the moral viewpoint of the fowl from egg to axe is shown to be that of sheer self-sufficiency, with only here and there a demon- stration of sublime abnegation or a recognition of the rights of others. Bolshevism undoubtedly had its origin in the breastbone of such birds as Clarence. Mr. Mackall’s revolutionary book is hand- somely illustrated by that arch-impressionist, Oliver Herford, and a coat-of-wings designed by the non-conformist cubist Don Herold illumi- nates the cover. Stew, Art & Kidd are the pub- lishers. Personal Mention Kenneth Roberts wears low shoes in Summer. Don Herold has returned from a flying trip west he made recently, but we didn’t learn where Don went. Eddie Kemble, who spent the Winter in town, says he might go up to his farm in Towners, N. Y., soon. Sce ad. of our new book Everyman's Guide to Motor Efficiency this is a valuable volume & will save you 8 8. “Many Jupce readers complain that Stuart Hay | spelled “father” wrong on his heading in the paper of recent date. People expect too much of artists. Spelling is for litterateurs, noi draftsmen. C. F. Peters prefers Higgirs’ Ink to the Bourgeois. Benjamin De Casseres says he used to read the “Golden Days.” Gosh all hemlock, so did we!, Re- member “The Heir to Whitecap,” by Matthew White, Jr., Ben? Some serial! If W. O. Wilson, who mate, toill sign his drawin to add an exclamation point. Art Crawford’s studio VOW, we think he ought Jim Waldron was to the Theatre Tues. evg. G. Hamilton weekended again in Alstead, N. H. His cows are doing fine. A good deal of talk is being spent cussing & dis- cussing the presidential situation and who the next tenant of the White House will be, especially among the groups in the Postoffice and evenings in Park & Tilford’s grocery. Sid Cook of Leslie’s Weekly says | his straw-vote shows Len Wood a prime favorite. Sometimes we feel that the world is not as dar as J. K. Bryans paints it, but we don’t mean Jack’s pessimistic. Not a bit of it, but his ink bills must be enormous. That R. F. Schabelitz is an excellent pen-draughts- man de readers all know, but they don’t all know. that he also plays the violin very good too. :