Judge — March 19, 1932 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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Letters of a Self-Made Athlete Yyran Por: What a cut case of Scotch you turned out to be! When I wired you for dough last week and you sent check, air-mail, I thought everything was kopesetic. But the noise that check made bouncing can still be heard over in’ Key West. Honest, they thought it was another typhoon, You can imagine how [ felt! Why, Katinka and her rotogravure boy friends pass me up like a dose of hay fever. IT got the air from the hotel, and after a ways [went over to Ashley Pidgeon, old college pal turned night-club meer, and asked for a hand-out. He came through for the sake of old colle night standing in door days, and here I am. o make a little dough, I went down to the Everglades on Sunday and got fixed up into all reels wrasslin’ match with an or. This was for the news di two hundred bucks. guys do it on the sereen IT seen ured if some sawed-off Cracker could pull a trick like that, yours truly would find it a pushover. ‘They put me ina pool with a sleepy- looking traveling bag that looked like you a bit—especially ut the eyes. The trick is to keep away from the tail. One slap with a tor’s fin and you wake up kissing Medicine This baby [ tackled had no ring technic at all. In fact, I never saw a guy who was so anxious t IT charged these Avenue! some place and lie down. JUDGE “Riot? Earthquake?” “No—they just raised around awhile, just to give the two bit customers their) money's worth, Finally an aeroplane spin did the trick, and T flipped ole Massa Well, I am repeating the act next : y over in Miami, I got the nd believe me, they'll have to pep him up or the customers will think it’s a phoney ! tor. ayimate, a professor's salary.” Now that the ball players are all ready to go, I think I'll moosey over Yanks a chance to look me over. What a break for them! Ain't vou ashamed about that check husiness = and give the your son, “Seminole” Bull Perkins. Rex Deane A Line on Liners Tee building ships that will eclipse the giants of today; The contemplated liner will be finer every way; It dwarfs the fleet by cighty feet and thirty thousand tons, But it can't be any better than the old-time ones. The future queen will ply between New York and foreign ports, Equipped with gyms for restive limbs, d squash and tennis courts. : pool's so wide, on cither side, you need a raft to swim to; But it’s not the giant greyhounds that I sing my present hymn to. Oh, not for me to cleave the sea at forty knots or ¢ To take one look at Sandy Hook and then he nearing Dover. I like a ship that makes the trip a long and glowing wonder, So slow of speed that drifting weed will beat us all to thunder. Norman R. Jarrnay cr: ow ee Sw