Judge — April 26, 1930 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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WOW GwmD Ie Hel teclcome correspondence from Judge readers and 1 tion and Contract provided « Titnne is a popular—or unpopular— belief that the super-expert Bridge- player never loses a trick in the play of a Bridge hand and rarely is so far off in his bidding as to obtain a con tract at the wrong declaration. Well, take it from me, they all lose tricks and they all make bad bids—at times. Of course, if they strayed from the straight and narrow too often, they would cease to be classed as experts. A short time ago the editor of our ene and only Bridge magazine fully featured an article by a contributor, entitled “Homer Nods.” A few illustrative hands were culled from my books and I was shown up as afflicted as the traditionally blind Greek poet. Could it have been merely incidental that two of the three deals were hands that I had seen played and actually gave the names of the play It was admitted that the play as reported by me was quite brilliant, but if the adversaries had elected to do something different, the opportu- nity for the clever play would not have been the In other words, a player is not worthy of praise if full advantage is taken of the initial mis- take of the enemy. ers Sometimes even a good p to play a hand in a certs and thereby gives the opposition their one chance for skilful defense. It is true that an author might point out all the v ions that would nip the play in its embryonic stage, but, after all, something should be left to the in- telligence of one’s readers. I wonder if Mr. Culbertson will accuse me of boasting if I say that I actually saw that alternative play might have pro- duced other results? At this writing a match game of Contract Bridge, consisting of twenty sessions, is being contested between Mr. and Mrs. Ely Culbertson versus George Reith and Howard Shenken. In the second session of play a re- markable deal came up where perfect bidding would have saved over 3,000 points. Three Grand Slams were bid eand Whist Champi Whitehead has said. hips. Sidney I give advice and answer questions rrespondents send stamped addressed envelopes for reply. on this deal, but the fourth one, which would have won the brillianey went astray. prize, @QW9T65 9 - OKQSTSS a7 The Bidding NORTH EAST Mr. Reith = Mrs, Cul- bertson WEST Mr. Cul- bertson SOUTH Mr. Shenken 2Spadées | 7 Clubs 7 Diamends fearts At the Culbertson Studios, [ believe -half tricks are taught as an original bid. This hand is evi- dently the exception that proves the rule. two and o} Reith’s two-bid merely asks the partner to keep the bidding open, with | minimum strength. Mrs. Culbertson’s bid was thoroughly sound. Even with a skimpy bid by partner the Grand Slam is practically certain. Reith’s seven Diamonds was a good sacrifice, the opponents were a game in. The seven Heart bid was a fair gamble and Shenken’s refusal to double the outstanding strategy of the deal. | And Nothing but the Truth “Did you notice any suspicious char- acters about the neighborhood?” — the judge inquired. “Sure, yer honor,” replied the new cop. “I saw but one man | him what he was doing there at that | time o° | the other bre 2 Tr The deal was badly played and de- -ated four trick’, but if West had de- ed seven No Trumps, it could have been made without a finesse. Ely, you may assume the Homer réle! “T have no business here right now, but I expect to open a bank in the vicinity later or es,” replied the ma edly, “and he did open at nity later on and. ste yer honor,” answered the a pause, “the man may have been a thafe, but he was no li N.Y. C. Macazine nk in the $10,000." It really happened, according to Richy Craig, Jr., in the club car of a \ bound train. So you're an actor, ch?” muttered the stout man. ‘Well, I'm a banker. And, would you believe it, I haven't been near a theatre in ten years.” “That's nothing at all,” responded y haven't near a bank in twenty years!" —Dairy Mirror been A lung specialist says that a man who sings at the top of his voice for an hour a day won't be troubled by chest complaints in his old age. He probably won't even be troubled by —N. Y.E G Post Little Edith—May I sit on your lap, Daddy Sarcastic Mamma—No, darlin Papa’s tired; he’s had a hard da the office. —Parurixper Prospective Employer—Why did you leave your last post? Chauffeur—My guv'nor wife fell out, sir. Prospective Employer — But why leave for t Chauffeur—Well, if you must know, sir, they fell out of the car! —Tit-Bits and his The New Jersey gentleman who won a radio listening contest sai he wanted the prize money to married on. As good a listener as th shouldn't stay si minute longer. —Srokane Review One of Miss Peggy Hopkins Joy ex-husbands now threatens to write a book. An enterprising publisher should line up all the boys and bring out a new five-foot shelf. —N. Y. Evenine Post comicbooks.com