Judge, 1926-11-06 · page 34 of 36
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Write for Interesting Free Book: Allied Merke’ In \ Dept. 81h, $12 Fifth Avenust New Pork Cert Inc Welcome to the Sesqui! Editor Suna Perhaps the rest of the country (includ- ing the Klan, 50 percenters and Volstead Violators) would like to know how the tun-of-mine Philadelphian regards the much berated or condoned Sesqui. Well, it seems that two born promoters, the undisputed political boss and the trans- portation magnate, saw in a notable an- niversary the opportunity to combine a mosquito farm with the desire of the public to go somewhere and see some- thing. A receptive administration pro- vided the missing link, namely, the pub- lic’s millions to convert the swamp into a fair ground. The project was put over with plenty of ballyhoo and the trucks of the “big boss” began to haul dirt from the new subway to fill the swamp. De- spite high pressure methods and over- time wages, the show was not ready when officially opened. Hence the well de- served black eye, which we proceed to laugh off. The questionable lineage of the infant left on our doorstep doesn’t entitle us to strangle the child. The grafters will graft but the child must be reared, so loyal citizens are spending time and money to provide the best in pageantry, music, displays, collections, athletics and general amusements, as well as a cordial welcome to our millions of guest In other words, moron and highbrow alike | can get a kick out of the Sesqui and it’s worth the price of admission and the insult of not being allowed to park your car on most of the adjacent broad, empty streets. As for our boss-ridden city: for- get the rough, undesignated streets and the parking regulations framed for the sole benefit of the traction company and imbibe a little patriotism from the cradle of Liberty. Enjoy with us our parks, our zoo, our colonial relics, our new | bridge, our hotels and, if you wish, our | speakeasies. The year's quota of rain being about exhausted, Philadelphia and the Sesqui should prove a worthy ob- jective for that fall trip. Sincerely, Philadelphia, Pa. Ralph B. Ball A Sesqui Rooter Dear Jupce: I read the comment of F,, Jr., in this week's issue of Jupce, and it certainly makes me sore at the attitude that you take toward the Sesquicentennial. I wish to state that I was at the Sesqui on the opening day, and it was terrible. It wasn’t completed, and it was a sin to take the money. However, since then, I have visited the Sesqui many times, and there is as much difference between now and then as there is between the K.K.K. and the Salvation Army. There is only one building not completed, and that is the Tower of Light. All exhibits, State and foreign buildings, concessions, and roads are completed. Contrary to the rumor now current, the only costs are the 50 cents admissi the grounds, the 10 cents admi: the India Building, and the cos amusements. ‘There is a boardwalk around the Glad- way for rainy days, electric signs that tell you where to go, lagoons, lakes, swim- ming pools and extensive flower gardens. I would like to know whether you have visited the Exposition as yet? It certainly does not seem that way vause if you you would not be so quick to “ott it. ion of your editorials, and unjust wise-cracks, your magazine is O.K. Hoping you are the same, I am, Very tru Philadelphia, Pa,” Ei ward D, Cohn Wet, or Dry, Which? Dear W. M. H.: Out here in Pasadena, sometimes known as the Holy City be- cause our local press and movie censors refuse to let the lengthy bewhiskered populace think there is anything going on, your sheet is read quite openly among the intelligencia. I purchase it irregularly, to be counted among the smart al but be- cause some day I have hopes of discover- ing that you have once and for all made yourself clear on the Prohibition question, if it is a question, or a flop or whateverit is. Don’t you think you have been on the fence long enough I never saw such around-the-bush beating in all my life! You can’t seem to make up your mind if you are wet or not. Such twatwaddle* only betrays your Methodist upbringing. And I positively refuse to become a subscriber until such time as you come out flat-footedly and make up your mind on this alleged Prohibition. One of our local boys I frequently see with a copy of JupGE is the head of our purity and dry squad. Many’s the time 1 see him sneak a copy into his gun pocket with a search warrant as a marker to the editorial page. Pasadena, Cal. ‘iff Greenman *Superlative for Nathan's flapdoodle. not Bad “I waved and she saw me, but she didn’t stop,” said a policeman, giving evidence against a fair motorist. Evidently she wasn’t that sort of girl. —Passing Show Fae Bald-headed Man—You say this hair restorer is very good, do you? Chemist—Yes, sir, I know a man who took the cork out of a bottle of this stuff with his teeth and had a moustache the next day. —Answers comicbooks.com