Judge — February 18, 1928 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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St Due L JUDGE PALM BEACH HAILS JUDGE, Jr.! DENSE THRONG GREETS AMBASSADOR OF GOOD WILL! AIG Oe (Written exclusively for Judge) By Jupae, Jr. Palm Beach, Fla., Feb. 18th. (U. P.)—After drinking, I mean flying, continuously for thirty-six hours and fifty-six minutes, we landed in Palm Beach at 4.53 P.M. We had great difficulty in landing owing to the dense crowd and had to circle the Country Club Golf Course sev- eral times before we could find it, I mean before it was safe to land. Fortunately, the only ac- cident was when Gene Tunney rushed forward to grect us and the right wing of our plane — knocked a book out of his hand. We were delighted to find many of our Old Crownies se- questering at this famous old resort, and you can imagine our surprise when the first person we bumped into was Gloria Swan- son! Mac, that droll fellow, thought that she had followed us down, but I thought the idea ab- surd, As you may see in the sketch below Mac has pictured us as landing in the Cocoanut Grove, but when I tell you that all the time we've been here he’s thought he’s been in Havana you WOR LANDED NOTH Ros INCIANES CoKomNT GRO Tp Late FOR ABA-AP UPL aps ileces | A hae QUNIOR VO “TUNNEY PALM BEACH INA T= will readily understand his griev- ous error, Among the first to greet us was Sam Harris, and he immediately dragged us over to his house: for tea. It was there that I, in a joking way mind you, tried to sell Gene Tunney a copy of “Here's How!” but he said he already had a book. After tea at Mr. Harris’ we all went aboard Sailing Baruch’s yacht for tea, and on our way back to the hotel we stopped at Mr. Harris’ for tea. When we got back to the Poin- ciana, Mac suggested that we take a walk around the hotel be- fore dinner, and we enjoyed it so much that we made the trip several times before we could find the front door. When we finally got in the lobby, which Mac thought was the Penn Sta- tion, Mr. Poinciana, himself, was awaiting us, and had an es- (Continued on page 28) © WALL You, PLAY RouLsTie fae mage } # WEDD AND VERY NEARLY, HAD © PUT UP Te SPIRIT OF BLROGER AS SECURITY RRA NeW SHRT! TE HAPPENED RIGHT AFTER AEA AT WHICH GAM HARRIP AND SOHN GOLDEN WERE rare Na en =