Judge — October 16, 1926 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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Jack and the Beanstalk: Ik reply to the many letters re- ceived on this subject, would say that the plots used in these stories are original with the writer and based on his childhood experiences and have never been used in the movies. So once upon a time there was widow and her son Jack living in a cottage on Long Island and at the time this story opens they were living off a cow which gave them every- thing they wanted, even steam heat in the cold weather; but one day an inspector came along and found out that the cow wasn’t contented, so he told them they would have to sell it. The old dame sent her son Jack to the market with it and while he was moping along the road he met an old gent who offered to trade him a can of magic pork and beans which he said was worth twice as much as the cow. So Jack, who was little better than a half-wit, went through withthe deal and when he got home the old lady went off into a rage and threw the beans out in the yard, which was practically an invitation for the gar- bage inspector to give her a ticket. Well, the next morning Jack got up early around noon and went out in the yard. It seems one of the beans had taken root and grown up into the sky. So Jack, who could climb like a monkey and looked a good deal like one, went up the beanstalk and found an arid region like New Jersey on the top. And as soon as he got up there a swell mamma like a Follies girl came over to him and said she was a good fairy and was will- ing to tell him what had become of his father if he took her out and bought her a gin buck. So Jack took her toa speak- a Jack brings home the pork and beans. easy around the corner (I guess this must have happened in Hoboken, N. J.), and there she told him that a mean giant which lived across the railroad tracks had bumped off his old man and took away all his private stock and that was why Jack and his mother had to live in the cottage. She advised him to sue the giant and told him where he lived, so Jack kissed her good-by and beat it. After a hard bus ride lasting over an hour, Jack came to the giant’s castle Yes, miss, your car is now all right, bul—er—your hose connection is out of order.” and rang the bell. The Giant's wife came to the door. “We don’t want no pots and pans today, she says, but Jack told her nted some fresh doughnuts and as he was kind of fagged. “You better run along.” says the wife, “my husband likes kids like you with tomatoes and mayonnaise, and if he finds you here you'll turn into a salad.” But she must have liked his looks and she gave him some corn- flakes. Then she heard her husband's feet on the stairs. so she hid Jack in the oven. The giant walked in and hung his coat on a nail. “You forgot to wipe your feet on the mat,” says his wife. “One more like that and I'll bop you on the chin,” says the giant tenderly, “bring me that cow you left in the ice-box; “I’m hungry.” He ate the cow and a brace of chickens and washed them down with a small barrel of beer. Then he stretched out on a couch for a snooze before dinner. As soon as he fell asleep Jack came out of the oven, as the giant's wife had forgot to turn off the heat when she hid Jack in there. “That beer must have been nee- dled,” thought Jack as he looked at the giant and he started to look around the apart- ment. He found several bagsof gold and took the bus back home. When his mother saw the booty she thought he had robbed a bank. The money helped to pay two installments on a new radio and Jack and his mother both went to the movies every day for a week after. The next day Jack went up the beanstalkagainand come back home with the giant's pet hen which laid fresh golden eggs comicbooks.com