Judge — June 25, 1927 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Another dear, we new dance! Dear, just too discouraged. We've never been able to perfect the Charleston, let alone the Black Bottom, and here's another It's called Hot Feet and is positively the most tantalizing thing. It’s sort of a slow rhythm, with lots of little quick steps dis- tributed all around. Really, it's one. gorgeous. ~~ oS One can read the same adver- tisement every day for just so long and then one is bound to capitulate. We have just sue- cumbed to the ine ble and tried a new cream and powder—and believe us, got the shock of our life. It is actually most satis- factory. The name is Princess Pat. The other day on a shopping tour (at Woolworth’s) we ran across the most remarkable ciga- rette lighter in the world. It looks just about like a lip-stick, but, my dears, the flame is at least as large as a barn fire. The price of this world wonder is twenty-five cents. ~ oS And speaking of cigarette lighters, ete., have you seen the compact and cigarette lighters combined? And the lighters with watches inserted? This is prob- ably to see how much time is lost trying to get a light before you have to use a match. Went out to California Ram- blers Inn the other evening. The orchestra is simply angelic, but we must tell you about the tricky rrangement ssant music. tliey have for in When the orehes- tra stops playing they start a radio which has broadcasting arrangements in the base of the table lamps. Did you ever hear of such a divine idea? We have a perfume craze, and honestly, my dears, we a » simply having the most devastating time trying to decide which one we like the best. Really, it’s been too hectic. We've tried Orchidee Bleu, Bleu de chine, Pavots d’Argent (this is gorgeous), Un Peu de Vous (so is this), all of Coty’s and all of Houbigant’s products. We can’t decide. Six Best Steppers “Tampa” (Merry-Go-Round) “Under the Moon” (No Show) ‘00 Blue” (Lady Do) “Why, Oh, Why” (Hit the Deck) “Sundown” (No Show) “Hallelujah” (Hit the Deck) ‘Jags The Motorman’s Bride I guess about the sweetest love story [ ever heard is the tale of Jeff Flannel, Applegate Avenue trolley car No, 187.261, and Hulda Swanson of No. 126 Apple- gate Avenue, this city. Jeff was the motorman of old No. 187,261 and he had piloted that car ever since they unhitched the two horses and put in an electric motor. T! ut was a long time ago, and as each year rolled ‘ound Jeff and his trolley ear grew more attached. After a while he couldn't even bear to leave it after he had finished his day’s work, and the Traction Company built a cute little bed for Jeff underneath one of the He lived on like this for years, only venturing out of No. 187,261 to get an oc cure or to trimmed, sional mani- have his mustache Then one day as his dear car proudly raced down Applegate Avenue, Jeff chanced to look up from his controls and in the win- dow of No. 126 he glimpsed Hulda’s beautiful features. Day after day, as Jeff guided his car down the avenue, he watched for and she watched for him. then that the old car ized that a new love had come into Jeff's life and sometimes, at night in the car barns, the poor trolley wept softly. What an_ inspiring . picture! Old No. 187,261 roaring down the avenue—Jeff standing at the air brake and Hulda beaming at him from the dining-room win- dow! Ah, Eros! But one shining Hulda’s missing and morning face was “Yes, girls, the new half-pint earrings will make a big hit with the boys.” comicbooks.com