Judge — September 24, 1927 — page 31: what you’re looking at

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. : } HAT News HIGH Club It seems there were two—High Hatters. And that’s a good beginning for almost any story, but what we want to say is that before they start talking conven- tions, it would be a good idea to get thoroughly organized; and when that’s done, we'll get thor- oughly organized some more and start thinking about one of these ig get-together acts. To be frank, it’s a bit early to worry about conventions, besides which, New York is being deluged by water—how it do rain! Before we forget, when order- ing High Hat stationery, or Bar- Ettes, please have the order come through the Local High Hat and mention your chapter number. Thank you. fp This, from Tom Munroe, of Detroit: “I'm having some neat little membership cards printed for the various chapters and will send you one as soon as they are out of the printer’s. I’ve enrolled several proprietors of nice night | clubs here in town as legal ad- vocates (meaning members of the bar) and they have promised to recognize the card at any time. Protect our ranks from the gum- shoes and undercover men.” No comments offered. While we're on the subject of letters— if you don't receive answers to your quer cause they're e 3 other fellows’. We ask y | sit “tight” and read the answers in “what every High Hatter should know,’’—in other words, this here now column. And while | we're still on the subject, let’s | have more — letters — this spac must be filled! a Practically all the chapters have club rooms now and are about to break into a dance or something and this week the Middle West takes the lead. “So gredually is coming East ah beeg in the language of that American poet, Milt. Gross. Dvr — EMBARRASSING MOMENTS When your neighbor asks if you are thru with his lawn mower that you've had for over a week... be nonchalant... light a MURAD CIGARETTE MURAD For those who feel entitled to life’s better things © 1927, P. Lorillard Co., Est. 1760 Wire—Isn’t this an eerie scene “Not at all—we’re running along the Delaware § Lackawanna.” comicbooks.com