Judge — May 29, 1920 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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= Sere Sa pebeemieotiee sone ‘ a Drven by ROW. Peviin Cuvprer Ture Power or C t Mush ina Mote NSIDE a great Movie P. one wondered how they ever peppermir eside a Swedish chev filled with darksomeness and Ferrett took a half named Ogla, who bel: believed the heroine's curls could have a f without mussing his Huc that when a lemon meringue pie was thrown in y withe face you couldn’t remove it ved everything ad roots, be ht with seven on Se Was an interior so huge had itin. It was he saw. She 1 the hero ters and emerge r. She believed ur ang Lh permission of a Director. She had been married nine times, but she didn’t believe the ceremony h the minister didn’t stand behind her when she cat said “You bet! It was a Gorgeotilm 1 released by the Frenzied Pic- ture Corporation, with Art Captions by Shakespeare Drool. It was full of vol- vers, revolvers and Pack- arditis. Suddenly a Face flashe upon the scream. It was the face of a beautiful he- vs It was the face of the pic- ture in the Jazz apartment! Ferrett stepped heavily on the Swedish foot besi him, and woke her from her purple dream. “Who is the le Male Impersonator?” he asked, hoarse as “That?—Why it’s Spoon- er Mush, of course, He wears collars for the Narrow Company. Wait till he be ns to masticate Gertie Gooey—he'll eat her up, lips and all. See, his mouth is beginning to uncoil already, and it ain’t only the first real reel. Look at him smack his teeth! Ain’t his eyes Mazdas, thougk amed 1 ever counted, be- “The Installment Kiss” acute see-sickne down ONCENTRATION Ferrett waited till reel three, where Mush began the closest-in of his cute cuddling: and then, attacked by hurriedly left the love-fest and gulped pony of Soda Bicarbonate Ciarrer tu The Gent with the Eyelashes [NX 2 splendorious pile, golobrified beyond all meta- phor, Spooner Mush dwelt, like a weevil in Methu- selah’s first wedding cake, a peninsula of egoism, almost surrounded by mirrors. He had from the very first mad hre hit with himself, and had elected himself the It of the Civilized World. Every time he approached a looking-glass he pted his own enthusiastic applause with a low bow. at hall in his residentifice was so square as st white. It was entirely papered with fe male mash notes, which are Das The gr to be alm i: Drawn by Co W. Axpexsos By Jove, Heces, | ro Be x Movie fiercer than the male, and much, much longer. The postscripts alone covered the ceiling. Spooner spent weeks on top a stepladder reading and re-reading them, often taking his meals up with the flies, trying to discover why the superla- tives were so tame. Unless a woman's letter burst inte bright orange flames when the envelope was disem- bowelled, he thought the world was stuffed with saw- dust. “Show Mush, one day, in answer to a trivial remark of his butler. And he began to swell up, Spooner did, like a doughnut in a Salvation Army kettle at the front. But not for the same — en reason It was the Albino De- 3etieve He's Goinc tective who had trailed him Comeptas!”” to his hive. in,” said