Judge — November 5, 1927 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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Yours are pera, to one serving «+ yr ror Aad to one quarter of sweet cider one cup of Martini & Rossi non al- coholic Vermouth, Ital- ian or Extra Dry. Add the juice of one lemon and Mix gently. Put it on ice to get very cool. Do not shake it. Pour out in glasses. Garnish with Ma- raschino: Sasi, Acou- ple of draps of jitters. from the recipes of a Vermouth expert ‘We will mail you his pri- vate collection, Ask for Martini x ‘ayl & Co.. 94 Pine Street, New York Cit MARTINI & ROSSI NON ALCOHOLIC Narvioiaes Leaves from Myrtles sketch-book By Harry Grant Dart YRTLE’S papa can his own radio. set Honduras help in its truction, but was alled a living evi nce of the second- ice em- furnishing for this and got kicked of the sewing room as well. In the picture he is medita- ting on thi that he would as soon be a picture of the Brown’s former home on Birch Street, or even an oil stove, as a household pet Unthinking “Honduras of God's ere than others th: for him and much nicer tu say High Hat (Continued from page 15) there is a building being torn down, and a rare sight met our young eyes. Here a gang of huskies were working under sev- eral arc lights and on the out- skirts a crowd of young people dancing in the street to the tune of a riveter. What is the younger generation coming to? However, it must be admitted he was a darn good riveter. fh Pushing further up the street we caught the closing. spasm of the “between darkness and dawn” addicts, in the shape of a young collegian and his girl atop a milk wagon plodding their weary way homeward and thus—came_ the dawn! ry Se ian Braithwaite writes an article on “Mothers Who Love Too Much.” Too much what? —Tue Pink ’UN “T have to live very plainly,” said an Indian dancer to a news- paper interviewer the other day. On bread and Buddha, we pre- sume.—Everysopy’s WEEKLY so exactly matched in color th ountry printed in the idea came A Hollywood film actress has remarried her first husband. Either the supply of husbands is running short at Los Angeles, or else the lady presumably had an indifferent memory for faces. —Eve A British ex-boxer is said to be suffering from insomnia. I understand, however, that his wife has had the happy inspira- tion of counting from one to ten aloud. —Everypopy’s WEEKLY Oculist (handing sight-testing card)—I want you to read this, please. Old Lady—Would you be so kind as to read it for me? My sight is not very good. —ANSWERS “T sprained my knee when I was in Germany.” “Danzig?” “No, I was Jumpig.” comicbooks.com