Judge, 1926-03-27 · page 19 of 36
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Antiquated.” 4! 1, 3 a > “T can’t intro- adiice you, ante % quated with her.” Exterior Decoration Anautects were sent scurrying to Southern Europe to study the best examples of Italian Renaissance. Others hastened to rural England to copy typical Tudor buildings. In sunny Spain and in remotest parts of China others sketched temples, pa- godas, dwellings and courtyards. Hundreds of skilled men delved through research volumes for the best authorities on Gothic structure. Finally, after two years of wandering, they gathered in the long assembly hall. Each rose to his fect and read a carefully prepared paper on the results of his investi . A tense, almost solemn atmosphere pervaded the hall. Next to me sat the Eliza- bethan authority, sketching beautiful on a blotter. cuse me, sir,” I whispered, “but are you planning to erect some massive cathedral, some glorious temple of the arts or possibly a sumptuous home for some great millionaire?” “Don't be. silly,” he answered, “The Consolidated Gasoline Cor- poration is thinkin’ of puttin’ up another filling station out in Hicks- ville, Kan.” Hugh Wood If we all behaved like censors. Amateur Magic Te man who did tricks had per- formed nobly for his guests of the evening. Too nobly, perhaps. “Now,” said the sleepy looking drummerfrom thenext block,“can you find my c and Ill do a little act.” “Certainly,” said the amateur ma- gician. “I need my hat, too,” said the salesman. “Very well,” nodded the host, going for the headgear. “What's your stunt?” asked the magician’s wife, anxious} “Well,” sighed the drummer, put- ting on his hat, “it’s a little dis- appearing act all my own.” And in a moment he was gone. James A, Sanaker comicbooks.com