Judge — February 21, 1925 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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Press Acent—I understand you have murdered your husband! Actress—Ves; but remember, no publicity! My Old New England Home Suggested Song for Vaudeville Singers South of the Mason-Dizon Line Toe me back to dear old Philly, Take me up to Boston, Mass. Take me where the wind is chilly, Where the ice destroys the grass. Take me where the icy slush is, Where catarrhal microbes play. Tam wearied of the thrushes And the robins’ roundelay. Chorus Peekskill, Pawtucket, I hear you all calling— Trenton, New Brunswick, Wee- hawken, I come; Albany, Newark, I hear your en- thralling Voices as northward the choo- choo cars hum. Ah, tonsilitis, bronchitis, bacteria, Hail old New Haven, Woonsocket and Tre I'm coming back diphtheria- Northland, I'm coming, so welcome yourboy! to the land of If all the boarding hoi the world were placed end to end they would reach “Got a part for you, girlie. T want you to play Oliver Twist.” “1 don't do any funny dancing.” A “Flo” of Words J st because ciated so long with the “Follies” I have been asso- I suppose that every time I get into print I have to talk about them, but all the time, as a matter of fact, lam longing to talk about nature. Tome, there is nothing so wonderful as a beautiful girl, she being the supreme embodiment of human nature, espe- cially if she is a “Follies” girl, And to me there is nothing so beautiful in the world and wonderfu blue sky, tall trees and green g XH: cially if they are painted: expertly on the scenes in one of my produc: famous artist like tions by some there is nothing in life more charming than Joseph Urban. honey, from the bee, rich country cream and chickens, especially when they are served at a midnight meal, bought with the proceeds a Ziegfeld success. And to me, after all, there is nothing so wonderful: in the world as nature, Florenz Ziegfeld comicbooks.com