Judge, 1925-02-07 · page 14 of 36
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TE APARTMENTS BACK OF THE STROPOLITAN OPERA HOUSE Voice rrom Box—George, it’s about time for “Ridi, Pagliacci.” Come on out, | Grorce—Gosh, I can't now, I'm right in the middle of two fried eggs. WHEN 1 GET STARTED ON OPERA— by Don Herold ast week IT started to review in Act 3.0 This book will make the a book in this space, and opera seem at least fifteen per cent. forgot to. less idic ° ° ° T did not have this book the other evening when we went to “Samson and Delilah” and the only thing I (Continued on page 26) Tt was “First Aid to the Opera- goer” by Mary Fitch Watkins (Stokes). To got to talking about opera and the book completely slipped my mind. Wh eT still maintain that what ocr needs is less opera, theless this is a valuable book n the house, One is apt to go to an opera unexpectedly, any night. The whole family may be well and happy, and everything may be sailing sweet], jonas sand then out of a clear sky somebody is apt to ask you to go to an opera, per whom you hope to sell a nice order of < somebody to goods and to whom you would hardly want to say “Hell, no!” o 8 . You can look hastily into this book and get the drift of the opera you are to attend. You will learn what the hero is mad about in Act 1, and why the heroine throws herself off the roof of the Martha Washington Hotel Speaking of Trees E once knew a very poplar young lady whose sweetie said she was a peach anc Her lips were the roof a ripe cherry. She didwt have t sweethearts, for she was carry off the palin with finesse. plum good one. pine for But her pawpar was an old buckeye and her mother was a perfect crab, so, the girl w sh their si Sl the apple of a thorn in a fig for a their their advice. Once date with a young man, and when she cedar chance to slip olf, she left: the fold chestnuts at home, sat the beech she let eypress hand. Yew know the rest. Whi he asked her old man. he said: “Walnut if T know it.” The young fellow moter mm. wood stand such treatment. so. they eloped. It made the old folks spruce up a bit, for they wore the dvised to sycamore re- Nothing: but a dog. weeping willow, We forget to say the girl's name was Rosewood. Her mother's maiden name was Mahog- any. ERM. unnybones, “Block & Tackle wh walk a block, drink, ad a comicbooks.com