Judge — April 2, 1932 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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TRA ED FIREFLY NAMED ESTHER PERCHES ON HER OWNERS NOSE SO HE CAN READ IN “THE DARK. "SAVES LIGHT BILLS * says HIRAM WINCH, PRouD OWNER OF BARABOO WIS. ( strung harp strings From one pents leg 1 the other ard in this way built his own harp and Saved one thousand dollars. Paul Pickerbaugh,a Maine farmers has instigated @ movement to provide ‘dark glasses for potatoes with week eyes. Above is a bespectacled potato, one of the first to benefit’ from Hr. Pickerbaugh’s humane aetion. Simon V. Fancecr OF Mascara, IbaHo, wHose- ONE (CHARACTER Play WAS PRODUCED LAST YEAR, HAS JUST PUT IN REHEARSAL A PLAY WITH. NO CHARACTERS AT AL. THERE Wilt BE NO STAGE, HO SCENERY, AND NO PROPERTIES.” WE MAY EVEN DISPENSE WITH "THE PLOT.” ADMITS MR. FANGELT. ON DER Hage, SHEAR, Le spo Gleh. Maestre. wy20 Gach, oS. Fayetteville, Aik, Lona Lutefish_ of Duluth, Minn, squeezed eothpaste out of a tube so her sweetheart could climb up fo her apartment. A CRYING NEED TO? AN INFAWICLE BRIDGE SysTert HAS AGAW BROUGHT ELMER MURWWEN INTO “HE LIMELUAT MURWHENS PLAYING CARDS ARE FACED ON BOTH SIDES, ENAGLING YouR PARTNER TO CAREFULLY VALUE YouR HAND. ELMER SAYS, “OPPONENTS ARE NOT SuPPOsED TO Look. Carroll Moore Jr. MedField, Mass. JUDGING Few years ago a fearfully clever young Englishman named Bever- ley Nichols appeared on what we phrasemakers call the American see and put the scare into the hearts of all young Americans who themselves hoped to be fearfully clever young fellows. Lest Nichols corner the mar- ket in fearful cleverness, the young men of America let forth such a storm of re erries, the wind thus disen- gaged blew young Nichols clear back to England. Back home, Bev wrapped himself in the Union Jack, and be tween issuing loud snorts in the direc- tion of the Statue of Liberty, worked himself into such a furious production of good stuff even Aldous Huxley and Noel Coward, fearfully clever fellows themselve: started reading other things than their own— The newest Nichols piece is a novel called ” und quite good it is, too, It is the story of a fading opera singer. When a young Ameri- can cameraman snaps her venerable mug, she adroitly smashes his clicker. She has found t her sixtieth year the casual snapshots no longer reveal her as the hot num- ber of the nineties. Her photographs must be carefully edited before they are shown to her public. Moreover, despite expert advice, she takes her cracking voice into the opera place, where it flies into a million pieces and leaves her pitilessly bare of everything but her vanity. Still she struggles on against the inevitable encroachings of age, her writing and agonies iron- ically and honestly observed under a clear, cold blue light by the detached Mr. Nichols. From which you m infer correctly Mr. Nichols is hardly 3 smart young purp. He's sincere to a fault, has a swell future, and where are the “Tune Red House,” by someone for- n and mysteriously called Else Jerusalem, gives the inside story of the oldest profession in the world as F sed in Vienna today. The de- tailed account of how the members of the trade are tricked, trapped or chosen might have been written for ensong. as she approaches 5 zberriers of yesteryear now? the magazine Fortune, excepting that there is a human side to the facts and figures. Curiously, these facts and figures are not steeped in sentimental moral wailings and authorial weep- ings over the lot of the unhappy crea- tures. Far from it. The sented with an acute, straig! and always refreshing realism and directness, and it turns out, moreover, that some of the practitioners love their work. It is not an immoral book nor, aside from a grand-finale plea for a home for fated foundlings, comicbooks.com