Judge — August 25, 1928 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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Spraxen (at dinner of club)—Gentlemen, did you ever stop to think? I ask you again, did you ever stop to think? Weary Dixen—Did you ever think to stop? News for Nubia “Lonely Hearts Dept.: Two British officers in the Nubian Des- ert would like to correspond with cither American or English girls between the ages of 21 and 25. Must be interested in hiking and good shows. “Will and Harry.” Dear Will and Harry: Really don't know how my girl chum and I bold enough to reply to your letter in the papers, because if our fathers ever found out we writing to two strange men, specially Nubians, why they would kill us. But everything is so dull in “good old New York town” that simply must do something so here g Well, iil and Harry we are both sixteen years old, “sweet sixteen,” you might say, but do not hold that a, know the old saying, a woman is five years older than her regu , 80 that makes us 21. We a both simply crazy about hiking and good shows. Now for a de- scription of Sibyl and me. Sibyl is really an awfully sweet girl, and her complexion is almost clear by now. What I m eczema when she was fifteen, but it is almost all gone now. She is a very studions type, and every- body in the sophomore class at Lydia Wadley High School says she is the smartest girl in the class. She is very popular with the teachers and also the boys on ac- ever beeame were right now is she had ivervnopy'’s WrEKLy count of her studious nature. She all the her a reads hundreds of b time and her ASSES ive very studious look. Now for “poor little me.” 1 am four feet nine and a half and weigh 122 Ibs. when dressed for gym, and I suppose you will say righ . Who is gym? Ha, ha, ha! But, seriously, am very fond of athletics and will be captain of the basketball team next year. T have brown eyes and wavy h which I am thinking of bobbing. but everybody advises me not to do it on account of it is so lovely. Everybody am conceited about my “locks,” but don’t ea says I farm for you, sir. ‘. Rustic—If you like, I’ll go and get a team of horses from the as why should not a cel over a thing that. Would you advise me to bob it? Sibyl and I are very fond of Greta Garbo, and I am thinking of bobbing it like she wears it, as everybody tells me I look like her. Did you see “* ? Sibs] and I saw it three times. We both have a crush on John Gilbert. I am a home-girl type and like nothing better than to tune na good concert over the radio. Paul Whiteman is my fa Well, guess 1h: hold “chatter box,” so will close ow and hope you will not think a “chatter box.” Suppose you will not pay any attention to two little girls away over here in “old New York town,” but suppose you arg too busy with the utiful Nubian girls over there in’ the Well, hope you will write soon and send me some snaps of yourself in N tell us all « desert. run on like harem, bian costumes and yut the sheiks and over there in’ the © caters Sincerely (?) J. Pemenstas ANASTASIA CE GUITAR WIVE IWN SEWS WEAK Ownen—Oh, I say, that’s frightfully decent of you; but don’t be too long, old boy, because there’s a friend of mine sitting in the rumble. —Lonpvon Ortnion comicbooks.com