Judge — September 1932 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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enjoy it and Perelman and Ruby and Kalmar have given Groucho some new gags and the brothers found a sturdy blonde to wr with for a great part of the time in their usual unrestrained manner. Most people by now are acquainted with the Marx Brothers’ shows and those who like them will not need much advertising to induce them to the theatre. Fortunately, however, the producer didn’t call the thing “Their Sin” and advertise it as a tragedy of college life, which would not have been much more fantastic than tilting a comedy about the Olympic games “Million Dollar Legs.” Legs in this country have only one gender, HE boys have kicked the trac as I warned you last month, nothing is sacred to them these days, not even ys, but even though they are dealing with tabooed sub- jects such as politics, prohibition adultery in no modest fashion it more than just an exciting subject matter to make an exciting movic. “Ameri Madness” is a picture with a new plot and a dull presenta- tion of it. There is a scene which is just a little too contemporary to be funny, a run on a bank, but Papa Houston delivers a little speech on good bankers and fine old depositors, which is too removed from reality to be of any use to the story. The picture is worth noticing merely b cause the produce ast, hav heard of death and tay in the future, to deal with f the simple theory ef and SPORT (Continued from page 15 victory. But it was a riderless horse h was following on behind. So it all ended up as one for Ripley. Jockey starts race on one horse and Wins it on another, and loses the r: Need I add that he was disqualif Perhaps the Sports Laugh of Solution of Puzzle No. 269 SENTINEL OF THE NIGHT Deer neu... before the first grey streaks of dawn. silver the eastern shy. On a table beside the hed rests a little black instrument lent, unobtrusive, seemingly inert there in the stillness. It is the telephone, sentinel of the night. Ready to call a policeman at the first unexplained sound . . . ready to summon the fire department at the first ominous whiff of smoke +++ primed to rouse a physician, a nurse, or a neighbor when illness intrudes. For the wired world is at the other end, wait for your out- stretched hand and your plea: "Come quickly!” Sentinel duty, of course, a small part of the manifold service your telephone renders. The AMERICAN TELEPHONE L Lifetime, however, occurred two years ago at Madison Square Garden, during a series of hard fought ama- teur boxing bouts. Enter the contestants, nervous and eager. They retired to their corners, seconds peeled off the bathrobes, and they came rushing out. Suddenly, one fighter stopped dead in his tracks and gazed in frozen astonishment at his opponent. The other sensing that something was amiss glanced down and stopped short as tho drilled to the heart. At that moment came a howl 23 AND incidents of every-day store orders, of friendly chats; the joy and com- fort of familiar voices as though from across the room; these, too, make the telephone a valued member of the family. Behind your telephone is the nation-wide organization of trained minds and |} serve you in nds whose ideal is to manner as nearly perfect is humanly possible. Seven hundred thousand stock- holders—men and women like yourself—have invested their money in this system of the people and for the people. The telephone is a vital link in the chain of modern living. It cs much in convenience and safety. It offers a wide range of usefulness. It serves you day and night TELEGRAPIL COMPANY of delight from throats. This nervous youth had arr himself for the fight. shoes, and bathrobe were all there but in his pitiful haste he had omi ted to don—and I blush to retell it— his trunk: . twenty thousand ved —Rex DEANE Ke as For mixing in the best of taste Ab- bott’s Bitters! 50c bottle 25c! Box 44, Dept. J9, Baltimore, Md.—Adv. comicbooks.com