Judge — February 12, 1927 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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

| | | anal This popularity is turning my head! “Dear Judgette: Why not refrain from filling your column with free advertising for shops and restaurants? If you will but look at your circulation lists you will find that you have subscribers in Umatilla, Yuma and Eastport, not to mention Hilo, Omsk, Tomsk and Surabaja. I doubt if these people are any more interested in your comments on what shops sell green gowns on Ave. V than I am and I live right on the ground! Very truly, O. W. Phillips”... isn’t that just like a man!... T’ll bet you right now, Mr. Phillips, a pair of stockings (good ones, mind you!) against a pack of Camels, that the lady in Omsk, or Tomsk, is darn inter- ested in what the shops on Fifth Avenue are selling and I'll le it to the readers of this column! ve ... Thave a married sister living way out in the open spaces of Kansas and her clothes are a great deal smarter than a lot of girlies I see strolling down the aforesaid avenue! Why all these letters from men? ... aren't there any ladies in the house? ... Mr. D. Rider writes in... “If you are going to call your column ‘High Heels, why not steal your ‘Six Best Step-Inns’? He seems to have discontinued that part of his column and what y out when brother are we poor hicks from w in the sticks to be guided by we go to the big town on busi- ness?” ... I’ve already printed just such a list, Mr. Rider, but for your special benefit I'll run it in.... George Olsen’s-Mont- martre - Lido - Mirador - Caravan- Dover. Ran across the most divine combination the other day Phillips please note)... skin pumps with small, oyal- shaped, bronze buckles... very odd and very smart. ws Also, Mr. Phillips, an awfully nice pair of black satin pumps with gold kid heels, and here’s the lovely part... huge shell-shaped buckles made out of strips of gold kid... wouldn’t they be wonder- ful with a black evening gown! ce And something new in ear-bobs, Mr. Phillips! . .. One smoked pearl fits over the lobe of the and a little larger white pe: (which doesn’t hang) is fastened just below. < we Junior said he'd appreciate it to no end if I squeezed in a short ad about his new book, ‘*Here’s How!” on sale now at one dollar the copy. The Six Best Steppers “Where's That Rainbow” (Peggy-Ann) “That's a Good Girl” (No Show) “One Alone” (Desert Song) “Sweeter Than You” (Twinkle Twinkle) “That Little Spanish Town” (No Show) “I Know That You Know” (Oh, Please) SR Agatha’s Failure There were once three little girls who wanted to go on the stage. heir names were Amy, Anna and Agatha, and if you don’t like these monickers, make up your own, Amy’s father saw in her a see- ond Bernhardt and he put the kid all through a classy elocution school where she learned to speak French and not to cut her salad with a knife. Anna’s folks had her schooled in all those subtle little graces that bespeak a finished Daughter of Thespis. (P. S. The kid got some learning!) But Agatha’s parents didn’t get along so well with each other and Aggie was pretty much neg- lected. She hung out at dance halls and she thought Bernhardt was a kind of sainted dog. Well, ten years passed. Amy got her wish, She’s leading ingenue today with a stock com- (Continued on page 31) DO YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS? (See Page 27) comicbooks.com