Judge — January 30, 1926 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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Three ART PRINTS for only $1.12 Ta “The Spanish Bark’”’ By J. D. Gleason A fine reproduction in brilliant coloring, that will appeal to all who love the sea. Prints are 744 x9 inches. Prints will be carefully packed and sent postpaid upon receipt of 50 cents “See-Saw” By Delevante A beautiful reproduction in one color of a crayon-pencil drawing which graphically illus- trates the changes Time has made in the fair scx Printed on heavy Art Mat, e 19x 15 inches, with wide margins for framing. Prints will be carefully packed and sent postpaid upon receipt of 50 cents ” “The Old Army Game’ By James Trembath One of the most interesting and attractive pic- tures ever reproduced as an Art Print. Beauti fully printed from the original engraving in soft two-toned sepia brown on heavy Art Mat, siz 19x 15 inches, with wide margins. Prints will be carefully packed and sent postpaid upon receipt of OTHER NEW ART PRINTS “The Sea Hawk" . Jasn't Scratched Yet’ ‘cus Days"? 3 me Kidd’ ‘Tee for Two’ “Raising the Standards of Musical Comedy” “No Mother to Guide Her Dh! Mama” turday Night” “Be Yourself’ “The Curse of Drink" sleaiaiog's JUDGE ART PRINT DEPARTMENT 627 West 43d Street New Vance ee oa Jackson (sentimentally)—Don’t the old songs make you recall things? Johnson—Ves. I hope she keeps on with them; you might remember that fiver I lent you in "98! Fun at a Conference Or I Got the Hundred q)RED, in case you don’t happen to know him, is an advertising man by profession and a banker by mar- riage. If his father and mother hadn’t married my mother and father, he wouldn't be my older brother (unless there is a Santa Claus). In our family elder brother $ synonymous with paying teller. As far as Fred's concerned the stress is on the ultimate word. Accord- ingly, my weekly visits to Fred's office on official business for the great god mammon are little gems of romance and adventure if not par- ticularly productive in a financial way. In short, they're artistic suc- cesses. For instance there was last week, Did you notice it? Of course there were lots of others, but one thing at a time and everything in its place has always been the motto on our family. towels, “TI tell you he’s too busy! He can’t see anyone to-day!” expostu- lated (although she didn’t realize it) the girl who guards Fred’s sanctum sanctorum, as I applied a few of the more obvious jui-jitsu stunts while swinging stick and whistling “Dardanella” (tokeep up mycourage and break down Fred’s resistance). I swaggered into his office. Early in the game I found that swaggering was fatal to Fred’s inferiority com- —London Opinion. plex. It causes him to put on such a bold front that he leaves his back completely unguarded, and, as he carries his wallet in his back pocket, you can readily see the soundness of my tactics. “Grerrrerrrrr as T entered. was all Fred said This is always a good sign. The busier and more harried he is the less time he’s liable to spend telling me what a waster and a profli- gateIam. And how, if I'd only bet on the horse he suggested, instead of pinheadedly sticking to my own choice, we'd have both been wealthy instead of just brothers. “Every morning brings the vio- lets,” I sang cheerily as Fred looked up at me and then further up in prayer. . “Every morning brings me violent debts, would be my version of that dear old line if I were a singing man,” was Fred's come-back to that as he deftly buttoned the flap on his money pocket with one hand showing the marvelous dexterity of the thumb and forefinger of an advertis- ing man long trained in the use of the paste brush and_ scissors. “And you’re all of them,” he concluded, leaning back in his cigar and chew- ing his chair angrily. “I have a proposition,” I began, seeing that if conversation was to be directed, I'd have to be chairman of the board of directors. “Not interested,” came back with comicbooks.com