Judge — May 5, 1923 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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Facetious Urchin—Hey, mister, skate? later, as Ted took a cigarette from his case in preparation for the second stag dance of the evening. . thanks. But you probably will,” was the dumb reply, which seemed to please the speaker’ beyond all logical proporti¢ “Dar sked Frankie, with just a twinkle in her eye. “Stroll,” suggested Charles, apparently on the spur of the moment. * + * + + “We'll spend the first. six months traveling in Europe,” Charles was saying, apparently in conclusion, which was ex- tremely embarrassing for Frankie, who had failed to listen attentively to the preamble for watching the lights on the clubhouse porch, “How?” she asked, by way of regaining control of the trend of things. “As man and_ wife,” said Charles— which went straight into the net for a total loss. + * * * * “Light?” asked Ted the next evening, holding a match for George and Charlie in turn, “IT did.’ Charlie chortled. “And I didn’t even bounce. But why particu- larly the smugness? You might have told us, don’t you think soz” would, I thought you knew. She's the in my story, and in § - “B-a-a-d news!” nt it. » brains!” said Charles—and so did he. said (Goorge and he rey a “Double Adam, Eve and Truck by Homer Croy [= be honest with you and tell you that I am not what you call an omniv- orous reader. When I get through the baseball scores my evening's reading is practically over, Then me for the as going along this way lien n one day a friend of mine chirps up at luneh and says over the Lynnhavens, “By crac old head, I was sure reading a knockout last night. It’s called the Bible. I didn’t put it down till the milkman came. Get it, man, it’s got more punch than Jack Dempse I laughed and never gave it an- other thought till a business friend of mine + he’s got. more money than Will Hays has publicity—left it in the seat of my automobile when L dropped him at his Long Island coun- try house; that evening I picked where’s your other up the book and started to read it when his butler came tearing up on his motoreycle, his face as white « sandwich. Vhere’s the boc he panted. whizzickers,” I said to myself, “there must be something to this book after all.” a che a =< - So the next time I passed a bookstand ep it) I bought a copy— hey hadn’t told half. It’s got a novel all kicked hollow. M ummmm! Pure white and all 1 the breast bone. You ought to read the Garden of Eden scene. Why, man, the whole Adam and e business is boiled down to a hundred words. Action! It has more action than a fire department. Grab it, "bo, grab it on the run. And then the snappy follow-up letters begin. at Will—They say that many important discoveries were the result of accident. Bili—You're right! If T’d never eaten an apple in the dark I'd never have known how delightful a worm tasted! tt Jack—Let me se animals—am I righ John—Yes; and a taximeter skins human beings! a taxidermist skins | Baleadohe Roast “This little book tells you how to be popular with the girls.” “What style of car does it recommend?” & 5 ccrsestagnivtmnidemattinn