Judge — September 1936 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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DARK DIAMOND DOING NCE ourselves to attend a me. Just to see if it bored us as much as it did the previous year. And it in- variably does. lhis year, on the urging of J. Alger, who ranks the Four Greatest Americans in this or a year, we force baseball g fire of comment—some of it fairly pointed—at the he There were no printed progr: ed. 7 ms—and none ne a player sauntered up to bat, his life history, right up his previous doings at the plate, would suddenly belch fort with a metallic roar from the amplifiers. Sometimes little white man in the little white linen suit told all. Whe { ler: 1. Dizzy Dean, 2. Buck 3. Christy Mathewson, 4. George Washington, we a night game. hrough the blackness up to Dyckman Oval, . We were somewhat chagrined to discover that the impe stru involved two semi-pro teams The Judge Jr. of the National Negro Baseball League, the “New York High tat Award No. f Cubans: ant the hitsoure_ Crawloris:—unle To: Justice Paul Bonynge, Supreme Court of New That seemed, to one untaught , Iv “ss ting York, N. ¥ : ‘ Citation: For having waged an absolutely frank . election campaign for office. For having not only an incredibly honest sense of justice, but the cour: to administer it with a rare mixture of humor and a ind appreciation of the Americar tir play. | debunker of | nge has lf Lewing atrende around 203rd S$ we are such nocturnal an unfair burden on the oj to be pr ers of spectators. | What do they do—touch up their faces with radium | we asked looked at us in disgust. “Sure,” he said, as we crawled up into the 83e grar nd seats. “And the out- fielders wear table lamps on their heads.” t rhe flood 1 Phe sense of Justice I niche—he gal folderc stablished himself in “the un- s were ¢ ite , , 1 yweight s opinions are not | surprisingly brilliant, wi heaviest watt wel His opi hs \ Noun bee the vatéetel. between “piret ‘ 7 only gems of that Iucid logic which lies behind the | | } : : letter of the law, but square-cut emeralds of sound | n, with the Cubans in white home unite daw, ‘a horse sense, ; ; is old his constituents tha it on the mound, towering some six feet nine into told. his ea th i ford’s famous flagpole pitcher, JUL EU Rete sccording te ihe eoice, which F yuld “never put a man in jail for things : feiy of loudspeakers I do myself.” His recent decisions on the Mine of snakevollon the. lesitier Fair dog races, wherein he compared the 1 He would wind up like an epileptic cranking an old Model cotton and panini ity hie kers, were masterpie fter “aa bad ifceere, hunch forw and practically slap Judge Jr. applauds this sort of thing, wherever en- \ the Spalding into the catcher’s mitt. : countered among public servants. It is a tempered, | adult recognition of contemporary America. Please accept this Dobbs High Hat, Your Honor. “Hell,” observed a ser k boy's Cuban fan on our left, “that rm is so long he reaches up past them let's her flicker fum where no one seemed a fa Satch set tl OS clean white of ates kept up a % vn neatly on the se \ > \ > SI Junior’s Awards UNIOR believes that the day of the sporting gesture, the super-service, the outstandir is not yet done. He believes, moreover in suitable recognition, So he is making a monthly award of i that emblem of probity and goodfellowship—a High Hat. A Dobbs, no le " Junior’s other monthly award takes the yropri- f nnel Night Cap. It will go to that He or She who speaks or acts most out of turn. Judge statemen in one, two, three order. act, es ate form of a @) for both awards in the form P2028 ———_ of amthentic clippings from c IR the press. Let's hear! comicbooks.com