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High Heels “Show Girl,” by J.P.) is the Rhapsody in Bl form... here is mad jazz in th sha of dialog letters, grams and newspaper clippings with the curiously moving theme her love affairs with a million a greeting-card ss blooded South Americ tabloid ghost writer... it is im- possible to review it, but not to quote from it! F'rinstance .. . “Tf she’s a dancer, then Lon Cha- ney is America’s sweetheart! .. . just college boys—not an ounce of harm in a ton of them... . Ziegfeld lucky? If he went down with the Titanic he'd come up with “Abie's Irish Rose”! . 2. [ wish Jimmy would say that to me— you know what he said? He said some day I'll break your damn neck—gee, it was sweet to hear him say that—I wish he would— he can break my neck any day— » I'm dead—and I've got to be at the theatre in a couple of hours—Jimmy’s going to t down—said I could eat bre with him at Childs—I could horse with Jimmy— sweet kid—gee, I'm tired—Jimmy oe » for the last s I've n busier than a one man ina forest fire. . . . (Dixie's toast on men): When you meet ’em you like ‘em When you like 'em you kiss ‘em When you kiss 'em you love ‘em When you love 'em you lose ’em Damn ‘em! (Another one) People often drink a lot But only when they think a lot And that's my trouble too For every drink’s a little think And every think’s of you! ... but go ahead and read it yourself and put the “Rhapsody” record on the Vie when you do! Nothing new in the line of Best Steppers... . Have you heard the O. K. laughing © record? ... it’s not very new, but it’s a scream... . » he's a we T heard this one on the Mall, so T quess it “I—hic—can't seem to remember whuzza brid !" said a “slight hissed the other sot. “T Was Jest Our ror ture Witereo Cream.” Sain tue Yowen common” property * gentleman to another, “Sh! casn't a wedding; 's a funeral!” What a red-hot mom ser HE was. The Scotchman takes out a@ twenty-five-cents-per-hour rowboat. comicbooks.com