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Solution of Last Week’s Puzzle [>[O} iC[z] OlZ[D [Dn DIDIZ\C\r-} He—How did your dad know we borrowed his car last night? Sue—So unfortunate! He was the old pot we pushed over at the \ tram terminus.—Tir-Birs. Auto SICKNESS Journey by Sea, Train, Auto or Air in health and comfort. Moth- ersill’s promptly ends the faintness f and nausea of Travel Sickness. 34 750. & $1.50 at Drug Stores or diret | _ The Mothersill Remedy Co. Ltd. § New Yorts Montreal London In Use ABBOTT'S Tonic Appetizer frs2vers’ BITTERS a: Sample by mail, 25¢ [— _} C. W. Abbott & Co., Balto., Md. OF BRAINS i 2, GARS| -MADE AT KEY WEST— Wire or Bic-Game Henter—Don't bother about it any more, dear; it isn’t worth getting your clothes torn for. Judging the Shows (Continued from page 21) first act gets nicely under way with a comical song called “Mockowitz, Gogeloch, Babble- kroit and Svonk,” lampooning -w York’s shyster lawyers. A skit, reminiscent of part of one in the r-before-last “Grand Street Follies,” follows, showing in an amusing manner an old-time barroom with the clients, under Prohibition, getting cockeyed on strawberry sundaes and chocolate sodas and ending up with a boozy rendition of “Sweet Adeline.” Another skit satirizing the pro- fessionalism of college football marks the high spot of the pro- ceedings, and there are also a Passing Snow number of skilful hoofers, an engaging brunette vocalist, whose name I can’t find in the play-bill, and a soothing bawdy-house tenor or two. These serve to bolster up the act for all the pathetically un- prepared comedy efforts of Col- lier, a rather terrible sentimental nd a flat Spanish number. Then comes the disastrous second act, beginning wit tomime supposed to burlesque a modern Western movie thriller. There follows more of Collier, who reads what are supposed to be humorous telegrams sent to him from various actors’ clubs; a dismal affair called “Hogan's in which the otherwise gaging vocalist, clad in a red blouse, stands on the dimly The millionaire’s doctor prescribes tennis. —Lustice Brarrrer comicbooks.com