Judge — November 16, 1929 — page 4: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

... APROPOS EVOLUTION To have evolved a Lindbergh from a Cro- Magnon man is nothing compared to evolving, in about a decade, the modern Cunard stateroom from the steamship “cabins” of the turn of the century...'Ou sont les neiges d’ antan?’ Where are the iron-bunks, the Cyclopean portholes, the to-be-tipped washbowls—of yesterday? Staterooms in the big Cunarders today are big, spacious, expansive—luxury in living quarters raised to the highest contem- porary point. Rooms withwide beds, curtained windows, tiled baths —that forget the sea... There's @ new group of sixty-odd staterooms on the center of B-deck in the “Aquitania,” that, unassisted, would justify the "noble experiment” of civilization. Very civilized rooms—as the Aquitaniais a very civilized ship...Rooms that reflect the easy-going brilliance, the casual poise, that are "so Cunard.” If you have not traveled in these state- rooms on B-deck, you have not made the most of great-great-great-(vamp till ready!) grandfather's descent from the plane-tree. You should see them next time the Aquitania’s in port. TO FRANCE AND ENGLAND BERENGARIA Nov. 20. Dec. 14- Jan. 4 MAURETANIA Nov. 27 « Dec. 27 « Feb. 2 AQUITANIA Jan. 18 « Feb. 8» M. CUNARD LINE See Your Local Agent CUNARD «+ THE SHORTEST BRIDGE TO EUROPE AUVGING* BOOKS | wat great god Brown, Carl Van Vechten, has whisked another ace of spades out of his lites sleeve: ta? the person | of vlor Gordon, singer of spirituals and number one cullid boy in the I of luck. In “Born To Be,” his autobiography, Gordon decks himself out as a | golden meteor whizzing madly | tional str. | ford. | Science | business, we liked — its from lowly | tana sporti -boy in the Mon « houses to conversa- ht man to Lady Ox All in all it’s an astonish ing narrative of an onishing life. But when you eateh Massa Gordon stiff-shirted and describ oily bows in the direction of his albino a turn to a Co varrubias illustration. They're the cream in the coffee, “Singermann” by Myron Brit might have been penned on th flyleaf of a Jewish family bible, so homely, warm and biological is its flow. A family history of the great open spaces where Jews waver on the brink of Christian and the orthodox syna- | gogue is threatened on Saturdays | by the influx of goyem miners greedy to patronize the clothing bitter- sweetness ever so much more than the suspicious bitterness of Lud- wig Lewisohn’s “Island Within,” | also about the chosen in America. “You Can Escape” as this week's claustrophobia special. It comprises the stories of nineteen Ibreaks and was written by Edward Smith, long a studious but non-paying guest of the government. Mr. Smith's gle on criminals, his philosophy nd the intrinsic excitement of rach of these glorious tries for freedom, make the book the best reading of the stripe we've done in many a sentence. is offered In a foreword to the A-number- swell “Gluyas Williams Book, Robert Benchley accuses Wil- liams of aborting his career as a brilliant artist back in their col- lege days. However, it looks to these old eyes as if everything has worked out just fine. In Kin Hubbard’s “Abe Mar- tin’s Town Pump,” Syndicate Abe moves quietly around the old scenes, homespun same old homespuns, and_ still making the same old funny home- | spun remarks, Ho-hum! Trev Suaxe wearing the | Exclusive News Photo of Hattie Tippet (Circle indicares Miss Tippet) He Fell for Ett? —says Miss Hattie Tippet Noted Interior Decorator Presents the Old Man with an Automatch “Tam known from coast to coast and from side to side as one of our foremost interior decorators. Papaisa paperhanger, too. The other day papa, who is nor very smart, fell off his ladder reaching for my Automatch. I bought one for him today and took it to the hospital. You should have seen him light up!” We sincerely regret your father’s acci- dent, Miss Tippet, but console yourself with the knowledge that thousands of people are falling for Automatch because it is entirely different from any other lighter . . . Utterly devoid of outside gadgets, it has an asbestos wick that never wears out, an automatic flint-replacement signal, Energine is the only fuel needed, and it lights every time. Smart, trim, covered with genuine leathers and reptile skins, Automatch sells for $5.00 in leading department stores, jewelry stores, drug stores and specialty shops. Automatch Corporation, 267 Fifth Avenue, New York. AUTOMATCH Reg. U.S. Pat. Of, The NEW and DIFFERENT Lighter comicbooks.com UI 171