Judge — February 19, 1921 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Mean ee quality of the food or the pattern on the dishes, It is great fun sometimes to medi tate on what would happen if certain things were transposed. One might meditate at length and with some amusement, mingled perhaps with a tinge of horror, on what would hap pen if the fat waitresses were trans planted in the epicurean flower garden mentioned before, and the dainty talkatresses plunged into the saw- dust lanes where only the feet of cave women had trod before. Me- thinks there would be heartaches, many weary feet, misunderstandings, and indigestion. Why Not Prohibit? By Joux H. MeNeety WNERS of automobiles from in sisting that their cars look like new after they've had them repainted? Drawn by Gonos Gaast + D.B. Concerning Limbs By Bextor Braver [I E been to so many musical comedies, costume dances and summer resorts in the past year that, like the Fifth Avenue Bus con- ductor, “legs are no treat to me Time was we whispered that word “leg” guiltily, or dodged it with cu- phemisi like “limbs” or ‘lower extremities.” But now we speak it right out in meeting and write it boldly in letters even to our maiden aunts in Boston. Which is perfectly all right and saves many fatuous blushes. Never- theless, I personally am a little weary of legs. There is moderation in legs as in all things, and it seems to me we've been overdoing them. For silk hosiery ads legs are ob- viously necessary, and one can wish those that fill the real hose were Heiresses from eloping with their “You Must FIND YOUR DEAFNESS QUITE universall, im, smart and shapely family chauffeurs? A RASOICAD EN/'TEE LIFE UMQUBANCS (PUNE as those possessed by the ladies Women from: complaining because “Ox rue coxreary, I rixp ira crear pictured on the car-cards and in the their names are not published in the weLp, WHENEVER A MAN TURNS ME DOWN, I magazines. society columns? PRETEND NOT TO NEAR HOM Then a modicum of legs is not Persons from sneezing in such a manner that it sounds like the detonation of a high-explosive shell? Workmen from standing ladders against the side of a build- ing under which pedestrians must walk, thereby dooming themselves to ill fortune? Writers of fiction from using the word ‘‘meticulous” more than once in a short story? Perhaps. By Howarn B. Cusumax I've read that brave Leonidas was clever with the dice (Though hist’ry, I admit, I’ve learned but sloppily); But still methinks some Persian jinks put Leo’s game on ice, When he lost that famous “pass” at old Thermopyla obtrusive in shoe advertisements, or those proclaiming the merits of garters. Obviously, legs are essary to attach such commodities to. Right here I wish to explicate my attitude. I have no moral or puritanic sensibilities about legs. [ am writing purely from the standpoint of logic and temperance in all matters. And in that sense I don’t see precisely why there need be so many legs in automobile ads, oil stove ads, and in publicity for carpets, vacuum cleaners, lip rouge, Morris chairs, and horse blankets. I am referring to feminine legs, not to stove legs, ir legs, or horse legs. Frankly, in many ads I don’t see where the leg has a foot to stand on. There may be some justification for portraying them in connection with a fox-trot record for the Simola phono- Drawn by Pac Renir How It Reatty Happened George Washington's Father— “TL cAN Nor Te . stk Who cur Tats TREE Down? I cal OF EEL AUR, Se: Bot I seusve— Ir stew down.” comicbooks.com