Judge, 1921-09-10 · page 34 of 36
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“Convenient to Everywher. RITTENHOUSE HOTEL 22d & Chestnut Sts. Philadelphia , Pa. Rooms hot and eng water GQ UP Rooms with bath GZ 5Q UP Club Breakfast. 50c up Special Luncheon. 90¢ Evening Dinner $1.25 As well as service a la carte ‘| I can bear,” gasped George. A Ghost from the Past “Why that look of tragic unhappi- ness, George?” “Oh, Ethel! It seems more than “TI was cleaning out my desk and I came across this cork-screw.” Looking Gloom in the Face There are women to whom misery is becoming and these insist upon looking miserable even in moments of exquisite happiness. What’s the Constitution Between Cellars? By BENJAMIN About Liars. HOLD this truth to be self-evident I that all mankind loves a liar. It may be that there are men who consider the stock quotation page more fascinating than the story of how Dr. Cook didn’t reach the Pole. If so, they don’t travel in my set. I would rather hear Dr. Cook lie about how he reached the Pole than Peary tell the absolute truth about it. Why? Because Dr. Cook is a poet, and Peary wasn’t. Hence, the poets are the greatest benefactors of the human race. They lie more beautifully than politicians and turn the cash register and the Burroughs adder into self-playing pianos. If I was a business man none but poet-readers should have jobs in my establishment. Every salesman in order to be a finished liar should read Shakespeare, Shelley and Victor Hugo. This smoodle was caused by the intense delight I received from “The Modern Book of French Verse” (Boni & Liveright). It is a com- If you don’t read Film Fun you don’t get all the movie news The October issue now be- ing sold by your newsdealer See the pictures of Comi Read what the Present Stars are doing. See how they do it on the other side of the world. You get everything in Film Fun for 20c. At your nearest newsdealer, NOW PRI ROMEIKE’S 4t"3} xt all newspaper clip- pinga which may appear alvat,you, your Irends or any” sulject Sa which you may want to be “up-tordate."". Every newspaper or periodical of Importance in the United States and Europe is searched. Terms §7.50 for 100 clippings. HENRY ROMEIKE 106-110 Seventh Avenue LIPPING BUREAU New York De CASSERES. pilation of all the great French poets from before the time Christopher Columbus started on his fatal voyage of discovery right down to the poets who are now lapping up seidels of cognac along the Bull Mich. Youth and the Wad. I WOULD rather be young than be President. You can’t be both— Constitution and Volstead forbid it. All of us young blades back in the early nineties started out to kick the roof off of things. We were rebels. Even our noses were red. But once red always red, says Frances R. Sterrett in her rattling story, “These Young Rebels,” pub- lished by D. Appleton & Co. It’s the color, she says, that never rubs. “You may deport us and raid us, but we stand by our colors.” Here’s a bunch of nephews and nieces of Uncle Albert who go in for the deep carnation stuff. Old Uncle Albert Galusha blows in (uncles always blow in). He had a Prohibition complex and a puritan digestion. He stuck his pickers and snatchers into his overalls and offered the young rebels one hundred thous- and bucks to come and live with him and mend their ways. They winked at one another and blew Galush- award. He got Cousin Susan, pres- ident of the Ladies’ Uplift Ku-Klux- Klan, to keep them in order. But Cousin Susan’s complexes caught fire at contact with the young rebels. On page 281 she begins to shimmy. Uncle Al admitted his $100,000 had been socialized out of his pocket. 34 Business Will Boom and factories reopen—but more money will be needed to enable the wheels of industry and commerce to turn at full speed. THELEGION OF DOLLAR SAVERS (@ squad in every home) offers an opportunity to every man, woman and child to invest their sav- ings in the future of the United States of America. Dollars invested through this channel will ultimately promote business enterprise and provide em- ployment for all. Regular saving of a part of your weekly earnings for investment in the new $1 Treasury Saving Stamps automatically enrolls you as a mem- ber of the “Legion.” Vreasury Government Loan Organization Second Federal Reserve District 120 BROADWAY NEW YORK CITY The Karma Sharp. \V HEN Luke Sparrow awoke he had a brand new karma. All earthly desires except one—a swig of brandy—had left him. Lady Tintagel, who sold karma photographs around the corner, picked up her ’phone to rag Luke about his death the night before. She was in the Know and knew how to reach Dead Ones. A Lonely Man entered Lady Tin- tagel’s store. His boots were shiny and his ear was carved like a baby cauliflower. His self-control was un- speakable. A friendly six-shooter dangled listlessly in his hand. He was immediately reincarnated by Lady Tintagel, who took first crack. Luke rose lazily. A miniature of Fanny of the Follies passed under his heel unnoticed. He was done with the world, the flesh and the box score. But he did need an eye-opener in order to see what his new karma was like. (‘Returned Empty”; Florence L. Barclay; Putnam). He knew he had crossed the bar, but why couldn’t he see any schooners? The Frog had a passion for gazing in at windows. If they were open all the better. Could he help it if he was curious about interior decora- tions? The window he looked in was Luke’s. Luke was trilling “Flotsam and Jetsam,” by Irving Berlin. A shot rang out. Lady Tintagel had followed the Frog. The shot missed and lodged in the beer crock. Florence Barclay awoke. It was all a dream—like life, liberty and the pursuit of Bergdoll. PRESS OF WILLIAM GREEN, NEW YORE