Judge — March 1935 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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Seven Miles Down (Continued from page 21) built another bathysphere in which to enclose our first one. Then came the big day! Only forty-five of us were making the dive, as it was deemed advisable not to overload at first. But all the rest of the associates, the artists, and the deck- hands were on deck to see us off. We had quite a jolly little “Going Down Party” prior to the descent, and it was with greatest reluctance that many left when “All Ashore” was sounded. We tested our two-way radio and sure enough it was working perfectly— we had no trouble at all getting Jack Benny. So with a cry of “Off to Davy Jones” we all settled back to read, smoke or just “look out the windows Having copies of only Esquire and the Herald Tribune I chose to do the latter. I glued my face to the fused quartz, window—very transparent—and . . awaited developments. They were not Something Different! long in coming—so thick and fast I had to dictate in shorthand—my poor You may pass up the waltz, assistant, what a time she must have had cocktails and highballs ... taking it down. But she did—bless her ’ * —and here are portions of the Log of but you'll never skip Pete and here are portions of the Log o that first epoch-making dive— Old Fashioned Rock One Mile (Note—look up how many N’ Rye, once you have tried fathoms that is)—School of goldfish An unusual drink ... just passed. Richer looking than those », there and everywhere. at pet stores. Thought to myself— . ordinarily we mortals look at goldfish r) in their bowls. Here, goldfish are in- | specting me in my “bowl.” | ote Just now an old Ruppert’s beer bottle floated by—doubtless carried down by the Gulf Stream. OLD F S ONED Two Miles—The boys are getting up v a pool for the one who spots the first Rock » ye muskelunge. The colors of the spec- trum are fast disappearing. The flag of EMBASSY PRODUCTS INC. the Explorers’ Society is still plainly i Se visible, however. It is interesting that | 16 E. 38th St., New York tadpoles have two tails at this depth. j = ——— —=—=> Know no scientific precedent for this. Three Miles—It is pitch dark now— only some of the fish have electrically- lighted fins and things. adio reception is fine. We are now getting a dance band from the Waldorf-Astoria. A strange three-headed fish just peered curiously in the window. It is a discov- ery. I immediately named him “ sphere Tripussenis”—for three- Four Miles—The water is getting harder by now—does not lather when | | you throw in soapstone. The boys have started a six-handed stud game. I would join them, but can't tear myself aw: from the sights. Now, with if c ; = - | myriads of strange, brilliantly lighted MAGI VENUS COCKTAIL € PS sea denizens, the ocean loo} J just like When @ cocktail is poured into this aluminum cup a picture eppears in its crystal {| | Coney Island. A parade of jellyfish bese. When emptied the image disappears. A fascinating novelty drinking gless. {| just throbbed past. They were carrying Price, $7.50 per d Communistic banners. LOEDI-HAULTAIN 38 East S7th St, New York, N. V., Telephone: Plaza 3-3857 FULL 83 PROOF NOT A CORDIAL <= (Page 34, please) comicbooks.com