Judge — June 1937 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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Back in Hollywood 660 YOU, too, went to the Codonation! Gawjis cedemunih, wassn’t it?” “Movlus pfawmance! Thuddaly im- bues one with the impidial spidit n‘dall thet sawt of thing one misses so in Amedicah.” “Preciselih! Ah—tellmih—waut did. jew think of His Mej’stih?” “Chomming pehson, fool of cuddige and fawce of kedeektah, with a truly regal keddige.” “Well, I'fe gawt to be tawdling. Sec you latah,”” “Nut fda fawtnit, old chep. I'm off to see the Matah ‘nd Patah.” “Oh, rayalih? Waut pot of the coun- try jew hell from?” “Peeawdia.”” “Peeawdia, Illinois? Fawncy! Why, I'm a Peeawdian myself!” “Smole weld, issn'tit?” “Chiddio!” “Chiddio!” —V. CRESTMORE. To Be Pasted in a Top Hat 1H, my love, when we're apart Don't let Sorrow gnaw your heart; Don’t, disconsolate, forlorn, Curse the day that you were born, And grieve alone, and sulk and pout— Do a little stepping out! I'm not selfish, I'm not jealous, Dog.-in.the-mangerish, over-zealous; Sweet, I'd hate to think that you For my small sake were lonely, blue. Heed the burden of this rhyme: Go and have yourself a time! Take Corinne, or Jane, or Jo— The most alluring girls I know!— And buy them cocktails, buy them tea, Dance with them till two or three. Be as gallant,,I entreat, As only you can be, my sweet! But—My darling, now and then Seem to drift beyond their ken. Let them catch a furtive sigh, Read the brooding in your eye, An abstraction, slight but real, You can’t quite manage to conceal. Let them ask a Find you lost, to recise, In a reverie where they Have no slightest part to play. Then return, from thoughts of me, To your seething vis-a-vis. uestion twice— Hasten to dismiss their cares; Swear that you're devoted, theirs. Kiss them then, and fetch their wraps— A shade too cheerfully, perhaps, And take them home, and say adieu, And leave them biting nails in two! —ETHEL JACOBSON. June 1937 CW ait "till you see him when he really gets going!” All | Ask LL I ask is a little barn and a little farm around it. All I ask is a little cow and a little bell to sound it. All I ask is a little horse. and a little cart to ground it. All I ask is a little man and a little love to round it. —M.CS. No Hope Note: Ve can expect just about anything from a generation that calls them peace-treaty battleships. v And this will be remembered as the year automobiles took more workers off their feet than pedestrians. ¥ If those guest artists on the radio be. have anything like the guests we have for the weekend, it won't be long now till they appear on programs and bring along six or seven friends. comicbooks.com