Judge — November 9, 1929 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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AIG High-Hattractions The multi-colored riveting ma- chines on display in a window on 44th Strect, in case you want a machine that will match your shirt and socks. ... The yellow lights on Fiff Avenue, ... The Noble Experiment at the Man- sion Club on East 40th. . . Jimmie Durante, who piles more wood on the dance, bottles. ... The colored boys outside the The Masque, who put on a Charleston between the ... Pancho's orchestra, and the diplomatic service at the Embassy Club... . My Irish friend who wouldn't go to the Bronx Zoo because it was Friday, so we went to the Aquarium. ... Boston Brown Bread on the Pullman diners... . An original } amer High-Hat drawing for each ac- ceptable High Hattraction—none will be returned. «++ Tabbs’ in Harlem which corresponds to Reu- ben’s only the celebrities match the turkey joints. ricatures of actors and actresses at 234 West 44th Street. And so off to Bermuda and the Sargasso Sea with Jeff in the hope of finding the lost species, Lopho- helia prolifera (Christmas Card Idea). Between Courses There’s a statement on a package of Camels which begins: “Don't look for premiums—.’ In the fourth line from the top is the word, “Cig- arettes.”... How many letters of that word can you entirely cover up with a dime? ... Get every- one to guess and then try it. The Best Steppers Ted Wallace's Campus Capers; The Charleston Chaser’s Turn on the Heat; and Will Osborne's Same Old Moon—all Columbia. Joc Rines’ Hello Margot; Tom Geran’s Now and Then; The End of the Lonesome Trail and Tom Gerun’s Step—all Brunswick. JUDGE [VAT Lonely Hearts Column To the Doorman of Pierre's. Dear Sir: I understand that several elabo- rate dinners are planned for No- vember over there where you work and, in Q heard from Alice or received any invitations w soever (except one to look over fall hats at Finch- ley's Establishment), I figured that you might help me out, if you know what I mea The main difficulty is that Mr. Ladew, Mrs. Cowles, Mrs. Mead and all those other people don’t want guests unless they're on the big list. Well. who the devil makes out that list, anyway not on it? And what are the qualification know what to do if I drop a fork, believe me I don’t get flustered and wait for a waiter to pic up, either. I drop a knife and plate alongside of and announce that I’m expecting a friend. It went over swell at Sherry’s last season. Now, what I want you to do for me is this: When you start collecting the invitations at the door I'll saunter up to you. You'll recognize me by my high hat. As I brush by slip me tion and T'll go right in the door with the other guests. When I get the seating arrangements figured out I'll come to the door and ask you to whistle three times. If a dog trots up don’t pay any attention to him, but if a fellow with a mustache answers it'll be Jeff Machamer—give him the invitation and I'll join him in the foyer. Some da three of us will go into partner- ye our own Pierre's, our own débu- tantes, our own Town & Country, our own polo ponies, and our own charity bazaar; and if any- body shows up that’s on a we'll give ‘em the old High Hat plenty. Yours truly, ony comicbooks.com