Judge — June 1935 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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MONMOUTH SPRING LAKE BEACH NEW JERSEY Directly on the Ocean If you are the sort of person who enjoys winters in the South— who used to enjoy European summer life at Deauville, Biarritz or the Lido—and now seek a conveniently located, absolutely restricted resort where you and your family are assured every comfort, then the Monmouth at Spring Lake Beach, New Jersey, is your goal. Attune with the times socially and economically the Monmouth offers all forms of sports and social activities—surf and pool bathing—Don Quijote bar—grill—Johnny Johnson's or- Continental atmosphere, domestic tariff. James J. Farrell, Manager New York Office MISTRESS PEPYs’ (Continued from page 6) did coincide with my appointment in the surgery for my water-whirl, [ bade her settle down until my return with “National Velvet,” of which all the town is talking, and did also insist that she stop for luncheon, for which we had Bavarian cream as dessert, a concoction which I had always sup. posed was for persons under eight or over seventy-five years of age, an idea in which I was mistaken to the extent of eating two portions of it. Then a rubdown by my nurse, who told us many astonishing things, in especial that some people cannot hear over the telephone unless they have their spectacles on, and when she quitted the room she asked, “Is there anything else I can do you for?” a locution which strikes many minister- ing angels as the height of humor. By the late post a book of rules from the New York Whist Club with my name in gold letters on the letter cover, sent with the compliments of Spotty Bowers, who helped compile it. A restful afternoon followed by a fine dinner, and so frequently punctuated by expert and kindly solicitude for my comfort and well-being that I did fall asleep convinced that when I die I want to go to the Doctors Hospital. A Husband in the Home (Continued from page 1) memos that you place on his desk when- ever the need arises. To: Mr. Smith Re: Bread Details: White, unsliced, large size Specifications: Needed by 11:30 Then there is the matter of Play Time or Getting Him Out of the House. The Unemployed Husband is apt to groan, “My God, of course I’m irritable. Stick- ing around the house all day...” Don’t let that happen. Rain or shine he’s gotta get out for a certain time every day. And when he returns don’t make him admit that he just had a hair cut and that all the dope he has on the government is from the barber. Be im- pressed. He’s a Big Shot and so are all his friends. One thing that is fatal is to say brightly, after he has had a call, dropped everything and dashed from the house, —“Well, darling, did you get some- thing?” This gay little sally has re- sulted in more than one case of Hus- band Bites Wife! . There is only one catch to this whole system of training the Unemployed Husband for domestic service. Just when you get him all busy and optimis- tic the poor boob goes off and gets a swell job! comicbooks.com