Judge — January 2, 1926 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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“SOME KIDD” By Raywonp THAYER As classy a little buccaneer as ever sat on a dead man’s chest and sang “Ye ho! and a bottle of rum A new Art Print, printed on extra heavy Art Mat, size 11 x 14 inches, in four colors, from the original Plates. Prints will be carefully packed and sent postpaid upon receipt of — $1.00 each “CIRCUS DAYS” By Enocu Bottes A vivid illustration in full color of a most at- tractive Ringmaster. Another new Art Print, printed on extra heavy Art Mat, size I! x 14 inches, in four colors, from the original plates Prints will be carefully packed and Sent postpaid upon receipt of — $1.00 each “TEE FOR TWO” By RaymMonp THAYER An attractive “twosome” that has no need of caddies. Also a new Art Print, printed on extra heavy Art Mat, size 11 x 14 inches, in four colors, from the original plates. Prints will be carefully packed and sent postpaid upon receipt of— $1.00 each Judge Art Print Department 627 West 43d Street New York He—I shall be quite miserable when I go away and leave you. She—Oh, Charles, if I felt sure of that, I'd be quite happy. —Tatler Judging the Shows (Continued from page 16) In the Kearneys, not in the Heijer- manses, rest their future. I Fee about ten days before George Tyler showed his production of “The School for Scandal” in New York, I got daily from his office twenty or thirty fat communications telling me what a tremendous work of art the production was, how great the actors were, how important the opening night audience was going to be, what a tragedy it was that the exorbitant theater rentals prevented the production from having a run in New York, how remarkable the stage direction was, what a jackass Augus- tin Daly had been for presenting a version of Sheridan's classic other than the one Mr. Tyler was pre- senting, how much more beautiful than Sophie Tucker Julia Hoyt is, how happy Jefferson de Angelis, who had the réle of Moses, was over the recent birth of a grandson, and other such tit-bits of intelligence. On the fifth day before the opening, indeed, my mail from the ‘Tyler office got so heavy that the branch post office in my neighborhood had to put on an extra letter carrier to attend to me alone. And by the third day things got to such a pass that the manager of the branch came around to my flat in person with tears in his eyes and begged me to call off Mr. Tyler so that his clerks could get a half hour off for dinner the following day. Nevertheless, in spite of all this press-agent nonsense, Mr. Tyler's production turned out to be a good one. And I'd have been just as glad to praise it, as I do herewith, if he had saved all his money on stamps and wisely put it in the bank. comicbooks.com