Judge — April 2, 1932 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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BROWN LEDGE CAMP Mallett’s Bay, Vt. On beautitel Lake Champlain, a complete comp for $i limited to $0 campers, one counselor to every four sirls, Exceptional sports equipment, saddle hones, soil and motor boats, aquoplanes. Goll links, ifle ronge. Dromatic and handerakt work. Wholesome oc- tivity without rigid schedules. riding, 52 entire cout may be accurately figured ot stort. Director— HARRY E. J. BROWN, M.A. enrollment All-inclusive fee, including doily horve-bock 634 W. 147th Suet, at Riverside Drive, New York City JUDGING THE SPORTS (Continued from page +) snugglers of Great Britain. One time Deschamps outfoxed himself and matched his charge with old Gunboat Smith, The Gunner let that occipital go. and Georges saw the lights fade, But Smith, in his eagerness to follow the punch, went) sprawlir fallen adversary and an altogether too partisan referee gave the fight to Carpentier on a foul! They nearly tore the Olympia down on that one; the British fans were ting a little sick of the Gorgeous One by this time. The story of Carpentier’s trip to the U, nd Rickard’s outbidding of Coch and Wm. Brady is old stuff. The fight and its preceding ballyhoo, including the seerct workouts under the ewgis of the Jacques Curley, is ever-resourceful also too well known, The next time I saw Carpentier was on that hot summer's afternoon” in Paris, when, after jumping through the . d waving kisses to Che- va Mistinguet. Spinelly and other rd pals, he turned and fs a jet-black, sabre-toothed abori who fought with all the unorthodox Battling Siki gular Senegalese! And what ating our hero took that after- Siki double-crossing the double cross in the best Hemingway manner, Carpentier counted out—a beaten. bruised pulp, with his feet on the upper rope and his gaping head over the ringside, There, boys, was a primeval slaughter de luxe! Nothing daunted, the old boy packed up his lavender kimono and his hair pomade and set sail for some more easy dollars. His reward was beating at the hands of Gene ‘Tunney. dull. ten-round bout in’ the Garden with Eddie Huffman, a_ third-rate heavy. Pale and listless, the old man was still in there at the bell, Shaking all that) remained of that much vaunted right in his opponent's face. and shaking it enough to hold his own. The final fade-out is in vaudeville skits. two-reelers and, finally. oppo- site Winnie Lightner (a movie heavy- weight), in the usual Hollywood song and dancical, Descha long a terrible His swan soi ips has packed up since. But bookings and night club dates permit. you can lamp Carpentier at the Mad- ison Square Garden eyeing the cur- a1 when rent bunch of heavies with a leer. And [ guess he has : King Levinsky, May Ba much, + Hamas, et not the type to worry anybody Least of all an Orchid Man! Grateful M sttes—Mary, when you wait at aME table tonight for iny please don’t wear any jewelry. Maid—1 hav ma'am, but T the guests. valuable, you for the warn- —Deetsene ILeustiienre nothing “Can [see the brought man who in here a few after a motor accident “Well, sir.” replied the maid, “he is still very: dazed.” “Splendid; I want to sell him an- other car.” —Tit Bits was poments Doctor—Your dict plenty of iron. Iged Patient — But, doctor, I haven't a tooth in my head! —Deutis Oriniox should include Friend—Which of your works of fiction do you consider the best? Author—My last income tax return, —Passina Suow comicbooks.com