Judge — August 7, 1926 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE HIGH HAT C. W. Taylor, of Palm Beach, Fla., sends in a beverage that’s got me toppling right on the edge of the water wagon, which vehicle I’ve been riding for the past three weeks. . it sure is a mouth waterer. Mr. Taylor calls it the “Quaker, cause it knows its oats a cocoanut, take three parts of the chilled milk, one part Gordon Water, a dash of lime juice and a bit of grated nutmeg... ... Mr. Taylor, this country needs more men like you. Ce aed Here’s where we give Marion Har- land a run for her money and burst right out loud in this here now column with a cooking recipe week we'll probably be printing Household Hints and how to make a pair of pants for Willie out of father’s knickers... .. the occasion for this said outburst is caused by one Mr. Wallach, of our own glorious metrop- olis, who sends in the recipe for a Here it is, French pancake—fill with mint jelly—roll—fry—place in deep dish and cover with Bacardi. Ignite the Bacardi and let it burn out and then go to it! —f— While we are on the subject, S. J. B., writing from Syrupcuse sug- gests a new punch known as “Flap- per’s Delight” . . . Fancy that! 1 quart Sherry, 6 oranges, 1 can of pineapples, 3 lemons, 1 pint of cherries and 1 pint of Gordon Water. Mix fruit with Sherry and let it stand 48 hours. Then add Gordon Water and a quart of plain water and see how long it stands! And while we are on the subject, “Dick Merriwell,” of Penn (I don’t think that’s his real name), sends in the “Punxsutawney Cooler” Dick explains that Punxsutawney is the town where they sell whips for Fords the recipe for the “Punx- sutawney Cooler” from Punxsutaw- ney goes as follows . a tall thin glass (that’s easy!), two heaping tablespoonfuls of Vanilla ice cream- stir into a creamy substance, add a hooker of Gordon Water and fill with Ginger Ale the gentleman from Punxsutawney states that you must keep stirring while you drink I can’t make out whether he means keep moving about Punxsu- tawney or not By the way, while we're on the sub- ject, Mr. Mourer, of Washington, says that out in the wilds of Dakota they drink Notre Dame Specials, originally invented by “Midnight” Murphy, Notre Dame "24... ... Before I go any further let me tell you that Mr. Mourer thinks the Younger Set Number is the best issue of JupGE since Yale beat Har- ought to let me be the Editor (Jupce, please copy!) 1 part Gordon Water, 3 tea- spoons of Absinthe, 1 pint of Mus- catel and the juice of 4 oranges. ..... Mr. Mourer, we thank you... . next week, a dandy recipe for fudge. fh The Six Best “Steppers:” “Don You Cheat” (The Blonde Sinner). “Lips” (The Blonde Sinner). “Whispering Song” (The Blonde Sinner). “Black Bottom” (Scandals). “Ting-a-ling” (Cocoanuts). “On the Riviera” (No Show). The Last Laugh Grow but surely, step by step, the little old man made his way along the crowded city streets. Every few seconds he would pause to rest. and lean against the side of a build- ing until he gained strength enough to continue his journey. Hours later he stopped for his last rest before the ornate entrance of a huge gray stone building, and then pulling himself upright he entered the gilded doorway, and as one familiar with every foot of the way, walked slowly toward the cashier's cage at the back of the building. After a moment or so of fumbling in an inner pocket he pulled out a crumpled bill and a small time worn booklet and pushed them through the wicket. Then with a sudden move- ment he smacked the cashier on the nose, threw his cane through the plate glass window, and with shouts of glee went dashing out into the street. He had made the final payment on his installment plan radio. Jack Shuttleworth WER FIRST COTILLON WITH DASHING BRUCE CINSBERG TALK IS CHEAP Here is a good laugh on the com- muter. Little Hubert Parks was on the ferry with his mother. Suddenly he nudged her, and pointing to a lady who eat nearby, inquired, “Who's that, mumsey?” “Why, that is a Sister of Charity, dear,” replied the clever housewife. “Which one, mum- sey, Faith or Hope?” shot back Hubert. This filthy little wise-cracker got what he deserved. comicbooks.com