Judge — December 1936 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE SOME OF THE PEOPLE IN THE Roosevelt difficulties in making out his Christmas list that we EVENT has the President same do making out ours, we have appended a little list of people whom, in the hustle of the holidays he might forget, but whom we believe should by: all means be remembered. Ready, Mr. President? To Governor Eugene Talmadge—one vote of thanks—in appreciation of the effective speeches he made which d livered the doubtful into the state of Georgia Roosevelt hundred per cent To William Randolph Hearst—the ambassadorship to Russia over columns one for his stir- ring editorials. To Herbert Hoover and Al Smith one half interest cach in the consulate in Addis Ababa in converting millions of former Repub. for their yeoman work licans to the Democratic party. pa To Messrs. Lemke, Coughlin, and lunatic cheers and an honorable men- Townsend, the fringe—three rou! tion—for so confusing the issues ide that at worst, a continuance of the adminis. as to cause thousands of voters to de tration was the lesser of several evils. Perhaps the one clement lackir complete the Amer- ican cultural and political renais social, sance Is a sense of values. This vaguely alarming idea brought home to us by the actions of one Mr. William W. Weekes of New York, who has returned to his native soil from the Holy Land, bringing with him some was water, which with praiseworthy de- votion and no little trouble, he had ob- tained from the Red Sea. He carried it in an empty gin bottle When a man has worked long and hard and turned in a justifiable victory odds—no what think no ould withhold due praise. So, with this sentiment in mind, we against matter his task—we one want to extend the palm to the Minneapolis Police Department We are thinking of a news item in the very accurate Minneapolis Jour- nal, about the closing of a disorderly house on Minneapolis’ famed La Salle This indictment, Detective Al Palmerston, “ends a ten year Avenue according to effort to get evidence against this house.” There seems to be a feeling current these days that the United States will tremendous boom period The other for trathc to stop, a fell into conversation It turned out that he the artificial limb manufacturing busi- experience a during the coming year. day while wait perfect stranger with us. was in ness. He told us that there had been a definite upturn in the number of peo- ple falling under trolley cars and busses, and that 1937 should be his best year since 1918. Booms can't keep up forever,” we him. “You'll reach the saturation point.” “Don't you believe it,” he said. There's plenty of business if you look for it. . business warned . Shall we cross now?” "Let's wait for the light,” we said. On another page our Mr. Crichton rises in righteous wrath against the infertil- ity of the American university system and the social impotence of most uni- versity-trained men. There is, however, a university in the State of New York that scems hell bent to be a glorious Mr. well exception to Crichton'’s founded — generaliza- tion, St. Lawrence Uni. versity was founded back in the 1850's by a handful of good Uni- versalist churchmen, Its first president, Dr. John Stebbins Lee once said to group of entering students, “Democracy and freedom of thought are here just as surely as the hill on which this school stands.” The other day the under graduate newspaper announced that its editorial policy would henceforth be socialist. Those, of us who are convinced that felines are as intelligent, if not more intelligent than beings, will be heartened in our belief by the actions of an expectant Newark, New Jersey tabby, who, with a fine show of ste, walked into the maternity ward of Newark Hospital, labored, and brought forth a bonny set of quintuplets. This little cat seemed to possess an utter confidence in the victory of life over death that contrasts sadly with less fe- line matrons, who are bundled into cabs wailing and protesting against the in- evitability of the life cycle. human Of a sudden we have a warm spot in our heart for the village of Barret, Herts, England. We picture it as a little comicbooks.com