Judge — December 1933 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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“WHAT LUCK! You're just the man I wanted to see]” — AtThe ROOSEVELT, meetings like this are an every- day occurrence—you do meet the men you “wanted to see.” It isn’t luck—it’s simply that the men and women of your world naturally stop at the Roosevelt. They appreciate value, in hotel service as in everything else. And the Rooseveltis New York's best value—the least expensive finer hotel. “Rood 71010 ROOSEVELT Edward C. Fogg. Managing Director Madison Ave. and 45 St.. NEW YOHK A UNITED HOTEL JUDGING THE BOOKS Ye Olde Christmasse Listie ERE you are, youse muggs and youse molls. non-rustable, fumigated cross-section of the season’s out-standers. For tHe Juvenite Minvep Anthony Adverse by Hervey Allen. The only book in the world that rivals the Sears Roebuck catalog for out- door readability—and mediocrity. Vanessa by Hugh Walpole. Stuffy costume drama very safe for aunts. One Woman by Tiffany Thayer. Sex veneered with flashy literateness. Very safe for uncles. No Second Spring by Janet Beith. Prize novel. $20,000 worth of old- fashioned Scotch highland love story. Nice for tired suburban bridge wives. Heavy Weather by P. G. Wode- house. Not up to the master’s aver- age. Old Gimlet Eye by Gen. Butler & Lowell Thomas. In which the charm- ing general grows wings & applies a thick coat of whitewash to himself. Murder Day by Day by Irvin Cobb. In which the Ubangi-man of Am.Lit. writes something not prima for laughs. Whew! What Winner Take Nothing by Hemingway. Shorties. More tration in small capsules by the Ter- rible-Thoughted Mr. Hemingway. Hangman’s Holiday by ers. Featuring Lord Peter Whim- y, the British Philo Vance, in short good mystery stories. My Battle by Adolph (Yoo-Hoo) Hitler. The Fool Himself presented by the Crank of the Rhine. Send it to Uncle Ginsburg. Bare Living by Elmer Davis and | Guy Holt. Oh boy! Fun in a Nudist Camp. The Way Beyond by Jeffery Farnol. | The romantic of the “Broad High- way” grow older, stuffier and prosier; while Mr. Farnol gets hardening of the adjectives. Four Days Wonder by A. A. Milne. Adventures trimmed with fluffy ruffles. White Piracy by James Warner Bellah. Breeze twelve cylinder fic- tion, with three heroes & three hero- ines; in Maryland. For Cuitpren From 12 On One More River by John Gals- worthy. The late Dean of English Letters (what a phrase!) winds up the saddish affairs of Dinny Cherrell in crisp, fairly happy style. No Castle in Spain by William Mc- Fee. Very good, solid, skilful fiction by the great Conrad imitator. Little Man, What Now? by Hans Fallada. Overrated but worthy dis- section of lower muddle class misery. (Page 24, please) A double-candled, | frus- | Dorothy | In a coma from that ‘aroma “PPEMPORARY asphyxiation from bad tobacco in a bad pipe.” That's what the doctor put in his note- book. And this remorseful husband learned that it isn’t only apples that keep the doctor away. Here’s a prescription for keeping wives not only conscious, but happy with a pipe-smoking husband. Ask the tobacco store man for Sir Walter Raleigh Smoking Tobacco. It’s that mild, flavorful blend of rare Kentucky Burleys that pleases husbands and wives alike. It's kept fresh in gold foil. When it’s packed in a well-kept pipe, it will give you more satisfaction than heavier tobacco, and you could smoke it in a submarine without up- setting the white mice. Brown & Williamson Tobacco Corporation Louisville, Keotucky, Dept. R-312 Send for thi FREE BOOKLET Sooner ot Later Your Favoute It’s 15¢—anp rs MipER comicbooks.com