Judge — February 5, 1927 — page 13: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

JUDGE LIHIG- This being a short week we will give a short talk on “Mac's bright idea for a night club . . . the kid’s clever no end! . . . just cast your eyes on the snappy drawing below and the value of the idea will immediately become apparent . . . with this arrangement there can be no crowding of couples, no cracked shins from saps who insist on doing the Charleston, no black eyes from wild elbows (those joints should be padlocked too—Ha, ha!) and very little “cutting in” . . . and if you like you and the girl friend can sit the dance out right in your own little tub and when through the waiter will drag you back to your table! (Patent not applied for). Ce eed There's a foursome (bet they're a quartet!) at Lafayette College that evidently feel just a little bit critical about this page as you may gather from the letter. . . . “Dear Judge, Jr.: Of all the inane, asinine things at wll T have ever read your column takes first place. What are you conducting a correspondence school for mor- ons? How to mix drinks or what? Personally if I ever meet one of your bored ‘High Hats’ I'll smash him in the jaw. Freedom of the press, bah!—you abuse it. Sincerely, M.S—A.P.—H.B.—RS.” . . . let this be a warning to you, Brothers! Don't look bored when you're out! f— And this week! what a book re- view!... “Here's How,” by a new writer, Judge, Jr. . . . by all means WATE read it! . . it is unquestionably the best book of the season, and I’ve al- ready heard rumors that it will be selected by the “Book of the Month” club... there’s a kick in every page, and you won't be able to lay it down until you've finished it . . . the writer. a young Norwegian, has just arrived in this country and can’t speak very good English, but his Scotch is great! fh Judgette tells me of a new cock- tail shaker she saw with her own »s in a store on Fifth avenue (that’s where she spends all her time)— ... in the bottom is a little music box, and when you tip the shaker to pour a drink it plays old drinking songs . . . now ain't that cute! —— You've probably read (of course you have!) the January issue of the Mercury and the article in “Clinical (Continued on page 28) comicbooks.com