Judge — February 5, 1927 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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“1 do not agree with a word that you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say ite” Not As Lucky Dear Jupce: M’God, m'God! Was that letter from the young B. Y. P. U.-ist in California “as advertised” or are youse guys trying to kid someb ? I, no less than the young knight of purity, am twent, one and have a father who drinks the vile. rile stuff; but I regret to report that he had never offered me a drink. He makes me pay out my own hard-earned cash for it. The younger generation may be going to the bow-wows—younger genera- tions always hi you know—but don't think, my dear sir, that we're so far gone as to be unappreciative of good likker ‘The Halo Kid libels us. You know how some people will say nasty. things like tha You'll be overjoyed to know that I like your publication. Mr. Nathan alone is worth the price of admission, and Mr. Patterson Meck r (that’s the best I can make of the signature), is also per fectly why not. He is Judge, Jr., or Lam. -y mistaken. And I do wish you would sidle up to him and, in a friendly way, ask him to quit trying to be English His “fun no end” and “best ever” double me up, all right, but not with laughter. You're a pretty good guy, yourself, but why play the monk and scourge yourself by reviewing the awful swill that the ies turn out? Leave that to morons Somehow, I can’t get that young California comstock outta my mind! Sincer New Orleans, Gerald Saint Leon December 24, 1926. Ex-service Sentiment Editor Junce: Dear Sir: Your edite lid and I certainly enjoy Yourself.” In connection with the latter, I was much intrigued by the letter written (and published) some time ago from some blushing violet in Harvard who decried the anti-Volstead attitude of Jupce and who also bemoaned the lack of upholding the ideals of the boys who were overseas when that record bit of bigotry and asininity was shoved through our law-making bodies—the Eighteenth Amendment and the now famous Volstead Act. He seemed to be- lieve that the “over there” men wanted Prohibition! As it happens I was over- seas for thirteen months and wasn’t in some nice base depot but up at the front, and I, for one, do not favor Prohibition, nor do the major portion of the men who think for themselves with whom I have talked. We want neither the saloon nor Prohibition, but temperance not only in alcoholic matters but in Government and State laws and, might I add, religious meddling. Yours truly South Deerfield, Mas ui November 17, 1926. sare splen- “Judge for . Watt —VOLTAIRE Lay Off Religion Editor of Sevce. Dear Sir: It’sa shame that you print such stuff as comes from the pen of J. E. D., of Princeton, N. J. After all. don't you think that the subject of reli- gion is a good thing to keep away from? Perhaps the circulation of your magazine is chiefly among the type of people who have no idea of what the word means. If they did I am sure there would be no such letters defiling the columns of your otherwise admirable paper Will you allow me to side with Mr. Krone’s admirable views on the subject of the type of motion pictures that are to-day being produced in larger numbers ? For a time I had the ng of those same pictures of which he speaks, and I know that he is entirely right Sincerely, Francis Bergh Taylor, Jr. Hempstead, N. 126. ML RD we | aie NS, em “Shall we sit down, Miss Dean?” Poor Henry Sherman, Sr. Editor Jevcr. I have just finished reading the letter of Henry Sherman, of Santa Barbara, Cal. I know now from what seed pro- fessional reformers spring. I'll bet any- thing that Wayne Wheeler and Andy Volstead were like him when they were Take his pathetic blat about the night his hateful dad tried to make a drunkard out of him by forcing some of the hated stuff down his throat he old man must have been drunk all right, because anyone that would put a head of lettuce in his hat is either bunned-up or ¢ Then Henry goes on to state that he was terribl named and his ma cried some- thing awful. All I've got to say is that I feel terribly sorry for Henry's old ma: Til bet there n't a night passed since the old boy r made Henry lose his non- alcoholic virginity and made his ma cry, that he has had a cheerful moment in their company. I'll bet every night the old man comes home he is greeted with plenty of silence and disdainful looks. Henry van never forget how the old man darn near ruined him (a bird like Henry is ruined), and ma will never forget that 1 of lettuce in his A per- fectly good salad gone to hell! No won- der she cried. If I was Henry's old man I'd co out and sleep with the dog every night. Old Tige would act like a human being toward him and that’s more than he could expect from Henry and ma. Sincerely, Cresson, A. J. Carroll December 1926. —Gaiety comicbooks.com | 1 { | 4 }