Judge — November 1934 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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..for its supreme convenience to all important New York activity... leisurely homelike atmosphere . famous cuisine... lawless, consid- erate service... and for its tradi- Chal ACOs fronis. tional distinction as one of the Sells fi rom 12. RIGHT AT GRAND CENTRAL NO NEED FOR TAXI NO TRAFFIC DELAY world’s truly fine hotels. T:BILTMORE Madison Ave. at 43rd St, New York Also THE COMMODORE in New York BOWMAN-BILTMORE HOTELS CORPORATION David B. Mulligan, President DINNER DANCING EVERY NIGHT IN THE beautiful Delightful ROOM ROOMS Single - $3.00 Double - $5.00 EACH WITH PRIVATE BATH THE VANDERBILT HOTEL = 34th STREET and PARK AVENUE == NEW YORK CITY DINNER $1.50 JOE MOSS’ MUSIC (No Cover Charge) | ernoon. At the Box Office ITTLE Old Lady office ? ‘icket Seller. one s this the box Yes, Madam. nt those. ..er... you play, isn’t it?” Madam.” me of the actors run around through the aisles shooting at each other, don’t the. es Madam.” “Well, between you and me, | don't think my heart's strong enough. My doctor .. .” es, Madam.” “How much are the tickets?” “Four-forty top, Madam.” “You mean in the galler . Madam. Four-forty is the top that the way you say it?” Madam.” “Have you anything ¢ Madam and One- twenty “That's the “Yes, Madam matinees.” “Oh, dear. Tecan My bro} ach Except Wednesday er Jim is id he’s from Wo« pretty de: “Yes, Madam.” “How about Tuesday matinee?” "We haven't any Te Only Wednesdays and “That's You're pout tha’ Madam.” time does the night perform- . Madam.” ime does it . Madam “Have you any half-tickets ?” “No, Madam.” “They e¢ them on the railroads.” Madar ke my nephew to sce it, under twelve.” too. “No half-tickets, “Let me Madam.” lf T bought a ticket in I'd be up out of danger of wouldn't [?" Madam see. “And the cheapest you've got is a dollar and ten, you said?” “Yes, Madam.” me have one of those, then . No, on second thought across the street. I tell you what you better... oh, dear, I wish I could make up my mind. What do you think?” The ticket seller take: his pocket and shoots himself. Little Old Lady—You can’t fool me, young man. I knew you were one of the actors all the time. [better a pistol from comicbooks.com