Judge — September 20, 1930 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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Summer Acquaintances i, we spent some happy hours With those folks from Montreal. (Or perhaps they came from Trenton? I'm not able to recall.) And those charming girls from Pelham And that man from Portland, Maine. And that witty Mrs. Whoozis That we hiked with in the ain— Yes, we met some lovely people While we summered in the hills: The You-Know-Whos, The What's- Their-Names, The Brills—or was it Gills? Though we pledged that through the winter At cach others’ homes we'd meet, I'm afraid we wouldn't know them If we passed them on the street ! —A.L. The id going | less. was originated by a Scotchman, — He didn’t want to pay the prices they ask for hooch, and he found that by standing bareheaded in the sun he could get a headache just the same. And, according to all reports, New York speakeasies aren't making enough these days to keep a cop in cigarette money, Dena Me Kee “Wot's the idea, Warden? We're just layin’ out a miniature golf course!” Streer Brawren—My gawd, that's the lodge grip! Inspiration “H utto!... Hullo! ... Is this the armonic Orchestra office ?” “This is President Howttz, of Yittz- ville University, speaking. I was very much interested in the concert given y by the Philharmonic It was marvelous.” Thank you, Doctor, Iam so glad 'd the first appearance of or, Signor Tir 7 - . Ah. . pally why I called. was tremendously impressed by him.” “We consider him the best conduc tor in the world, Doctor.” s. Of course. Wonderful! The . His dy , frenzied he vigor you enj ay he jumps around. . mic energy. . . wielding of the of his gestures. . “He is most picturesque, Doctor Howttz.” » question about it. And while I watched him ! said to myself is the man who can inspire Y University to its greatest season! We need this Signor Tingalini! We must have him!’ And L was wondering if he would be too busy to come up t the university Saturday afternoon “Oh, I think he would be glad to, Doctor! I suppose you want him to address the students on the apprecia- tion of music, the beauty of the sym- phonies, or something like that?” “Oh, nonononono! I don't car whether he says a word or not. All I want him to do is to stand up in front of our rooters’ section, act like he’s conducting an orchestra, and see if he can’t pep up the students. ‘The regular yell leader we have this year simply is dead on his feet!” —Curtr Jouxson comicbooks.com Se