Judge — December 28, 1929 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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Judging the Shows (Continued from page 18) “H Eapguarters” was the work of Hugh Stange, who wrote the tragedy, “Veneer,” but you would have had to be elaborately fried to be- ve it. Not a trace of the quality aled in the latter was visible in this trashy revolver shots, murder and gendarmes. That ge was seduced by the talkie peo- ple into trying his hand at something that would bring him a little ch yy money was plain, for the play showed every sign of being homesick for the Hollywood mikes. That it will soon land in front of them, with Wil- liam Farnum in’ the played on the st: nothing bet. This ‘num, as you needn't be told at this late is a barnstorming his- trio on whom the legitimate drama died many years ago. His perform- ance in “Headquarters” would tickled the late William Winter would tickle any still living dramatic itie operating in a town of under twenty thousand population. ‘The only person in his supporting troupe worth polite mention was a young woman named Mitchell, who played an emotional scene at the end of the second act convincingly. The rest, in- cluding the experienced Florence Johns, were simply awful. r concoction of ne role he , is a safe fifty-to- Beer Ballad The King of England, so I hear, Will knight a gent who makes good beer; But we arrest them by the dozens, Which must amuse our British —Eve dusins. ina Post A Santa Claus making a parachute drop from an airplane in New Jersey fell into a river and was nearly drowned the other day. For a few moments it seemed that some of the spectators were to get vivid confirma- tion of their assertions that there wasn’t any Santa Claus —E G Sus London stevedores are to have hand- some drinking-water fountains. ‘The drawback is that they will con- drinking water. —Passine Snow High Hat (Continued from page 20) Step up on the stage at the Scandals some night and make her listen to rea- son... . Thank the Cadil for not having sent me a Creesmus; I'd only hi them something... . Be ni © company adillac for had to send : to Peggy. The Best-Steppers Columbia n the Bathtub” tle by Little juy Lomb: “Lucky Me—Lovable n't Nothin’ But the Blues’— “Singing “Feeling That V the Blues'’—Isham Jones. f-a-r-y” and “Lonesome Doll”—Al Goodman. nd “Song of Little Victor “Why?” and “It's You I Love"— Victor Arden, Phil Ol “Sophomore Prom’ Capers"—Ted Weems. an, and “Campus —Juper, Jr. Optimistic Wire—Now don’t take on just because Junior has been expelled from college, Edward. mas present from the dean. Loule 3! Just look on him as a sort of Christ- 32 “Happy New Year, Bill.” “Same to you, old man.” All the naval experts say that the other naval experts don’t know any- thing about naval matters, and we are inclined to agree with all of them. —Sovutuern Lumperman What possibly would puzzle a vis- iting Mexican in Michigan is how we kill 14 citizens in a hunting season and don’t elect anybody. —Dertrorr News Good News, Bibliophiles! (Continued from page 10) by sound at sea all move swiftly across the sce Then, with the sudden- ness of a thunder-clap, we are reading about the Gulf Stream: “Joining with the Labrador Current, it sweeps northward, until it reaches the Grand Banks. Then, dividing into two por- tions, one branch carries rice pudding toward the Azores and the coast of Portugal and the other roast leg of veal with pont neuf potatoes to the Baltic States.” The close of “Passenger List” is marred with a faint touch of melan choly, for we find that if we are ever in Malmoe, nd, the only place to get steamship tickets is Skoppsbron 9, ring twice and ask for Denny. In Zagreb the situation is even worse, for Lazar nestyvo has a corner on them at 12 Pragerstrasse. And so, with the sun sinking in a red blaze of glory in the west, we pace the deck, arm in arm, ever and anon letting our thoughts stray back to Clarence J. Abel, H. B. Abernethy, and Professor and Mrs. Daniel Aspinwall. Already the dinner gong is sounding and we have just time to sip an imperative be- fore we descend to the dining-room. Salami. EDWARD LANGER PRINTING CO.. INC, JAMAICA, H. Te comicbooks.com \