Judge, 1930-02-15 · page 34 of 36
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High Hat (Continued from page 23) wheel chehs fo’ thirt ns!" Mae wanting to know how many he'd sold. . . . Getting a girl and wheel chairing her for a wild ride up the Lake Trail rubbering at the moon, holding hands under your hat, or sing- ing, because you felt self-conscious with an ebony chaperon in the cycle saddle voleon Bonaparte loung' front of ¢ Mae trying to bribe society news pho- tographers to take his picture; th posing Mac looking out at the oc telling him to hold it and then walking a leaving Mae looking at the ci . Otto Kahn waiting so long the top of his golf swing that sea gulls roosted on the club head and tched eggs. ... Mrs. Napoleon Bo- naparte speeding past a news camera at the rate of two feet an hour... . nes Montgomery Flagg sitting in and his hotel room darning his A young man p y yellow ha fresh gar¢ in the . . Imagine: Youth with a gardenia in the button- hole of its bathrobe. .... A canary yel- low one at that... Crépe de Chine, too! Cocoanut Grove at tea time: dane- ing among the palms; Mae trying to cut in on the prettiest girl he'd seen in the preceding ten minutes and just as he out to tap her escort’s arm, a palm shedding a cocoanut, tapping Mac on the head. His thinking when he regained consciousness he'd been beaten up by the girl’s escort... . ‘Tom Mix doing Society on a bicycle... . The Village Blacksmith Mrs. Napoleon Bonaparte gettin’ her picktoor took at the night clubs th look prac- white evening gowns, ns being p same... 1 don’t know. . . polcon Bona- parte tilting her head just a little so's the hat would not shade her eyes too much in the picture... . Ducky Yates, the golf champ, who, weighing two thousand pounds, looked like his own gallery when he played. . . Arthur Hand, the Barrymore-ish host of the Colony Club, turning a brilliant spotlight on Mac when Mac slipped and fell as he darted, across tie wet dance 7 — actors.” =e ”) “We must be nearing Hollywood; those people looked like movie meany, the water nimps (whose names I've finally got straightened): having lunch with them at the Golf Club and sharing a loving cup of milk with Helen. ... There being no all-night dog sat Palm Bea necessita- ting my taking a wheel chair to West Palm Beach for a cinnamon bun and hot chocolate at five in the yawning. The bun and chocolate and ride cost- ing $18.15, thus making Wall Street crashes sound like garbage cans boun- cing in a back alle: . Mrs, Napo- leon Bonap-— i Judging the Movies (Continued from page 25) for the most part composed of the afore-mentioned classes. I didn’t want to bring up “Hit the Deck” in the same breath with “Seven Days’ Leave,” but I do it for the sake of saving you money. If it turns out you like it anyway, then I might as well give up right now and save us all a great deal of trouble. How Good Is Your Bridge Game ? (Continued from page 28) Etiquette of the Double: Any dou- ble should mean but one thing, i. e., a desire to have the opponent whose bid has been doubled play the hand at the declaration named by him. Any un- derstanding susceptible of any other meaning whatever constitutes a private convention. Dr. Cook is to be released from Leavenworth, but will probably have trouble convincing anybody he was really ther . Y. Sey EDWARD LANGER POINTING CO. INC. JAMAICA, BT comicbooks.com