Judge — November 30, 1929 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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WOW GwMD \e SO We PRIOGE I N the issues of Jence for November 16th and November 23rd we published announcements to explain a brief delay in awarding the prizes in the $14,000 Lenz Bridge Contest. We promised to name in this issue (November 30th) the December issue or issues to contain the list of successful contestants. On October 28th, just after those announcements were written, Mr. Lenz was stricken with serious illness. Since then he has been confined at his home in New York. Mr. Lenz, personally, was directing all the operations of the contest, and we shall be greatly handicapped in continuing the work without him. the issue of December 14th for the awards. Now we cannot get ready for that date. The work has gone so far towards com- | pletion we can finish in December. Count on that. But we vannot now suggest a date earlier than December 28th. An | When the last announcement was made we anticipated naming | issue of JUDGE goes to press cighteen days prior to date of issue. Sania Again we express our confidence that contestants will forgive us the delay; and we know that you will share our carnest wish for Mr. Lenz’s complete recovery as speedily as possible. Purloined Memoranda In Mr. Lenz's absence the follow- California and Florida evidently ing interesting notes with reference to compete in bridge as well as citrus } the contest have been taken from his — fruits and climate. Surprised by the | desk portfolio. number of contestants from these old | ‘é re x rivals, particularly California's pro- } Those. who win the prizes in this portion to me total response. | contest will have faced genuine com- . . ( petition from many thousands of other Hope one of those Japanese gentle- | contestants, men wins a nice prize. | * * * . * . | Keen bidding, as a rule. Never before saw so many pretty | < «x ribbons. ‘The ladies must have had them left over from former uses, Let's sce! How many years have they kept them? I wish players would give up the practice of taking out partner with a bid higher than necessary. Is it be- cause you like to play the hands? * * * a And my pictures! All painted up, | a .. and pasted on their solutions too. They play sound bridge in Detroit Jtess/vou, my dears! and Cleveland, I think. Glad that woman from Dresden I'm worried about the girl in Maine the world except Germany was in fancan or Matteawan!” I'm afraid for the contest. From Greenland’s her, unless Frank Tours or Cunard mountains to India’s strand is now Will do something. almost literally true. (Continued on page 29) on came in. I believe every country in Who wrote, “I go to the Mediter- | OUDGING I. you fell to thinking, this football season, how luna it is that twenty-two troglodytes, presumably in their right minds, should chase around a lot after a bladder of pix and wind, trying to ruin cach other for the honor of the school’s gate re ceipts and a free loaf at college; if you've been Grantland Riced to death und wondered what the sundry loping Ghouls and Popes of the Punt were really like in the privacy of their underclothes, their stuffing let ou! you've looked in your crystal ball forecast the tion thru s: ss and public satis tion; if you've thought, in short, foot ball a game played by twenty-two hard guys and sixty-thousand soft kibitzers;. then Charles Ferguson's “Pigskin” is your dish. It presents a well-browned job, exposing — the whole satiric story that is written be tween the lines on every gridiron in this country. It makes the C report read like a snappy paper on celestial hydraulics. best coll novel we've yet read, it does for our American founts of learning what S. Lewis did for American busi ne’s eventual expira ne “Tf one will only exercise the pa tience to wait, his ants are lik he filled” is the keynote of a fine racy Autobiography written by Ci | Coolidge, director of one of our country’s biggest insurance comp nies. ‘And truly the author practised what he preached, for he tells the heroic story of how he waited fifty: six years to attain this post, the hell he went thru, his patience outrivaling that of Job's. First he waited in Ver mont, then in upstate Massachusetts, next in Boston, and finally eight lon; dreary years in Washington. It was pi pitol that » worst. : ake odd jobs during the summer to tide him r. Once he pitched hay in his native Vermont, another summer he punched cows in South Dakota, and the final summer he spe man in Wisconsin. usa fisher: emptations came but he did not choose to run, Just , Wait. Such grit and stick toitiveness could not go unrewarded, and today he has reached his haven of the cherished directorship. A cous, high-spirited tale, dy namic, full-blooded and full of the bumps of life. Truly a story for the ages, or may be used by the wife as -pack during one of those sick ches. Several shockers tried and not found wanting: Nancy Mavity’s “Body on the Floor,” C. Orr's “Dart- mouth Murders,” and Frances Noyes Hart's “Hide in the Dark —T 2D SHANE comicbooks.com