Judge — January 2, 1932 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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He RADO MEN FaueD SHON WP ~AUC BROADCAST WS PEECH ON *BRIDKCE AND (TS 7 RELATION To LIFE” HRIUGH A MEGAPHONE INTO AN AUEY ~_ It’s a System! “Le Mae, crashing my office again despite the bear trap I've set for him and fixing me with the wild eye of the Mach rs, Lenz and Culbert- us,” shouted “lets us challenge At what?” I “Horseshoe pitchi “Don’; be dull,” said Mac. bridge—with cards and doubles. got a system “You've got a what?’ “A system. Everybody's got a sys- tem. There are 100,000 syste nee today. It involves a little i under the table and some semaphoring with handker- It's called the Deal-and-Peek } Besides, I've fixed it with the newsreel men and the broadcast- ing companies. You're going to write it up for the Masses and I for the Bronr Home there inay be personal appearances in Saks- fth Avenue autographing playing cards, There'll be a cool million in it if we just don’t run out of alibis.” “Well, all right,” I said. “But would you mind up to the time of the match learning which are queens and which are kings. It's rather n sary. -d frigidairily. “At I've News, and rom then on Mac took care of all the details. The first half of the match he decided would be playe his table at ank & Jack's, the sec- ond half under the table. JUDGE AIG ue big night came. I arrived a about 7 p. M. and found tha had been there all day getting in trim wrangling over a five-cent tip with Phillip, the waiter. Mac won. Both Mac and I were made up for the mov- ietones. I was Clark Gable, techni- cally ready to grapple any female op- ponents, and Mac was Napoleon. His calling for extra aces, he wanted to keep his hands inside his coat. Mac brought a bulging brief case full of his speech, and a police- man in a far corner who looked like Frank Crowninshield was asked to be honorary referee. He consented, but insisted’ upon wearing a football helmet as a guard against thrown bot- tles and players’ squawks. Oswald Jacoby arrived and ordered a steak. Everyone was ex- cited. Waiters milled around, spilling things over expen- sive clothes (as usual), Norman Kapler, a Man- About-Town from Paris (Ohio), nerv- ously put nickels in the system new Jack just got, and over wald Jacoby ordered another steak. W waitee ue = waited! movietone didn’t ar neither did the radio announcers and their mikes. Mac's grease-paint was drip- ping into his eyes and aces were fall- ing out his coat, he was that nervous. Fed up, Mac could stand it no longer, and he whipped out a home movie 1. A waiter took the pictures. a megaphone at his lips, flung open a window and delivered his rad.o speech into an alley. Oswald Jacoby ordered another steak. It finally dawned that neither Mr. Lenz nor Mr. Culbertson was com- ing. Mac had evidently tried to get them—by ¢ telephone. And you, of course, know about the dial tele- phone. meras c— 12 LN Undaunted, however, Mac came thru like the general he is. Quickly seizing opportunity by the horns of the dilemma, he cried, “Lenz and Cul- bertson are afraid. The Deal-and- Peck System is The System, but since all you people are here to sce this match, Junior and I will stand Frank & Jack or still better Frank and that little blond lady who is sitting over there in the corner.” WwW: got seated, Mac attempting to sit-in the young lady's lap. Straightening that out, we dealt the first hand. Mac dealt fairly honestly. The first (and last) hand: WE MADE UP TOR THE MoM TEE FELLAS; JUNIOR AS CIARK GABLE AND | WAS, Ho-HUM, NAPOLEON! Z- Mac (North) Spades AKQJ 1098765 Junior (West) Hearts AKQJ1098765 432 The Blond (South) Diamonds AKQJ1098765432 Frank (East) Clubs AKQJ1098765 432 The play: Mac opened the bidding with seven spades. Frank bid eight comicbooks.com