Judge — February 1937 — page 39: what you’re looking at

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5 SHU Vp TRAN y The Vermont Skiier Who Couldn't Stop We've tried it—and we're surprised. Pick out some pal whose chin looks as though it needed a touch of the blow. torch and make him give you odds. But be present when the blood begins to run. Flying Circus As WE HAVE always maintained, the air. lane is here to stay. If you doubt it, you have only to look over the latest mod- els at the National Aviation Show in Grand Central Palace. Look! Foolproof airplanes, cabin cruisers, roadable auto- iros, convertible into snappy roadsters by merely folding back the rotors, and sound proofed planes built around Ford engines. They're all unbelievably cheap, and can be bought on easy payments, like vacuum cleaners. Rates for flying instruc- tions are going down, too; but if you have no ambition to become a licensed cloud hopper the new transports have hot and cold sleeper berths, running stewardesses and odds and ends of lux- uries, even to sumptuous meals that in- clude everything but a string ensemble to drown out the stories of the flying drummer at the next table. Yes, my friends, Junior always will feel that he did his bit that time many years ago when those Dayton boys sought him out, and Junior, with a catch in his voice and a wink at the bartender, ad- vised them to persevere, when all the rest of the world said that if God had meant for men to act like jay birds He'd have equipped ‘em with wings. High Hat-Checks Mon Paris, 142 E. 53rd St. The newly decorated Mon Paris, with its mirrors and gay Parisian murals by Jack Lubin, manages to attain the seemingly impos- sible objectives of liveliness without hub. bub, charm without garishness. The entertainment is a happy compro- 37 mise between the total absence of diver- sion at one or two of the more high-bicy- cle niteries, and the epidermal mob scenes of the Broadway academies. Yes, you can have your fun at Mon Paris, without the unhappy feeling that you are being scorched Re it. As fine and as well-served a dinner as the town affords—$2.00. Supper a la carte, from 11 on. For reservation, phone “Bruno” Eldorado 5-9800. Caviar, 128 W. 52nd St. The real gour- mets—like the enthusiasts who pene- trated the deepest wood to find the man who made the mousetrap!—think noth. ing at all of crossing the smart east side deadline and pulling up at M. Dadone’s Caviar on West 52nd. For M. Dadone (who also owns the famous Vendome stores) is perhaps the Great White Father of really fine food in Manhattan. The Caviar is almost old-fashioned, and it closes at 10:30 p.m. It is alto- gether an intimate place—the sort of place where you can relax and enjoy good food—and marvelous service, in a quiet, dignified atmosphere. There's no attempt at entertainment, as M. Dadone reasons that good food is entertainment enough. Hote Piccapitty, 227 W. 54th St. One of the few places to boast excellent cuisine and first-rate entertainment at the same time, the Georgian Room makes a splendid after-theater rendezvous. A gay floor show includes Agnes Knox and Jean McCully in addition to some mighty sweet dance music by Dave Scholer and his band, the former Roxy and Capitol maestro-master of ceremonies puts on a piano solo number that will pin your ears back. —JuncE Jr. COTTAGE COLONY BERMUDA Combining the luxury and elegance of other years with every element of modern comfort and convenience, The Prin- cess offers its carefully selected clientele the traditional personal ser- vice as maintained by the same management for over fifty years. For information, booklets and fates consult your Travel Agent or write to Princess Hotel, Bermuda, IN ATLANTIC CITY Here’s one place where you enjoy every glorious moment. Invigorating winter sunshine and bracing salt air. Indoor games and amusements for every waking hour. Economy winter rates ure now in effect. ‘William Hamilton, Manoging Director comicbooks.com