Judge — May 9, 1925 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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Fond Mother—Dear! Dear! I wonder whatever we're stopping for this time? —Gaiety New York—a Frontier Town (Continued from page 12) millions and millions of us will be regarded as heroes, though the truth is that we are a bunch of senseless saps, a lot of microbes in the greatest laboratory experiment of all time— | to date. If we had any brains we would all leave this town instantly, yet we choose to stick here and suffer—and pioncer. Frontiers are not always geo- graphical. We New Yorkers are explorers on the frontier of a new kind of human existence—human existence in groups a of six millions or more. We € hardships far worse than those borne © covered wagon pioncers, and t know when we are bad off. dure In such elemental things as trans- portation, struggle for shelter, strife for the necessities of life, ra tion, religions conflict. we « in far and Friday. more primeval circumstances than those with which the carly settlers did daily battle. We have no raging rivers to ford, but what are a few raging rivers in the course of a lifetime compared to the continued, repeated, morning and evening crush of the subway? Years and years of that, we get ourselves. Never in the history of man was shelter such a problem as it is at this moment on Manhattan Island. Nine-tenths of us live in quarters which would have killed our coon- skinned grand-daddies in a few months. Or we court inevitable calamity by living beyond our means. Or, living death that it is. we commu Each day of our miserable lives we must bare teeth and claw in the fight for the sheer necessities of life— such as th tickets, or sealskin coats for our women, Only the fittest survive. We do not have to fight Indians; we have to fight all kinds of foreign- ers, It is harder to keep dry, warm, fed and amused in New York than it has ever been in any clime or zone since Adam and Eve. Lam telling you we live where men are men. Out West they have things soft We are breaking the wilderness of a great city. You do not think, do you, that New York will always be as it is now? You do not think, do you, that this is any way to lice! There must come a day, when riding in the subway will be as rest- ful as a stroll in fields of clover. It +e we ea GOSSIP DE LUXE al frie- JIXW will broadcast the very latest scandal at 2.30 pst. every Wednesday comicbooks.com