Judge — March 1938 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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HIGH HAT HILE trying vainly to arrange himself, his hat, his overcoat, and his little black notebook all in or about one seat in the Cort Theatre one night, Junior overheard several remarks by a couple from the Bronx who were sitting directly behind him. The girl pointed to the Latin motto Operibus Noscimur on the proscenium. “Hey, Oiving,” she demanded, “how do ya say that in English?” “By me that's easy,” laughed the Latin scholar. “It says, ‘We will go to de Opera.’ “Such a lengwidge! Just in them two woids?” sae Junior reports now on an ingenious Design for Correspondence which comes to his attention. A group of young fel- lows who got to know each other well at school, college, and on a Summer's bicycle trip in Europe became very good friends, interested in one another's ideas. Instead of allowing themselves to fall out of contact when college days were over, they instituted a so-called “chain” or round-robin letter. Every Fall one member typewrites a two-page piece about his experiences of the Sum. mer, keeping pretty rigidly to the more interesting and important anecdotes, in- formation, opinions, etc., that he has gathered. The letter passes from member to member, each adding his contribu- tion, until it comes back to the first man. He removes his first piece and in. serts a new one, and the whole process is repeated, every two months. The letter crosses the country, goes to Europe and back, and reaches lawyers, teachers, March, 1938 writers, insurance men, and even a Rhodes Scholar. Junior saw the last number of the chain, and it compares more than favorably with many a pro- fessional column. He is negotiating now to get releases on some of the “Off the Record” stories it contained. Watch this space. BUREAU OF LYRICS Herewith Junior offers, without fur- ther comment, the outstanding lyrical piece of the month. This jewel is the work of Emperor Hirohito of Japan, named “Morning in a Shrine Garden.” Peaceful is morning in the shrine gar- den; World conditions, it is hoped, also will be peaceful. HIGH HAT DOFFS With due regard for the deed well done, Junior's topper is tipped this month to: The publishers of LOOK, SEE, PIC, PEEK, PICTURE, CLICK, FOTO, GAWK, YIP, and OGLE, who have just proved once more that a thing of beauty may be a joy forever, but that a mangled corpse will draw a bigger crowd. . . . And while the subject is warm, Junior has christened all the in- cinerator and insinuendo (that’s copy- right, Mr. Winchell) puff sheets “*maga- zoids.” . . . To Miss Dorothy Thomp- son, columnist plenipotentiary and thinker extraordinary, for two essays entitled “Who Loves Liberty?” and “An Imaginary Interview,” which set a new high in fair play and intelligence. There is grave danger that Miss Thompson and her equally gifted husband, Sin. clair Lewis, may contaminate our Na- tional Life with common sense... . To the New York, New Haven & Hart- ford Railroad, pronounced “N.Y.N.H. & H.,” which has forever banished the days of red plush and the two-dollar luncheon. City-bound citizens may now relax and lunch royally for less than one seed, all under the eyes of a lovely hos- tess . . . Even if the conductors will persist in calling Greenwich, “Green Witch.” Fixing his myopic stare on the Light that is Hollywood, Junior flicks the silken headgear to his current favorites: To Cary Grant, a pleasant new force in farce. . © . To Paul Muni, who actually acts, and who made 1937's two best pictures. . . . To Edward Everett Hor- ton and Grant Mitchell, who both de- serve more than bit parts... . And distaffwise to Katharine Hepburn, a real actress, who has proved, incidentally, that it is possible for a nice New Eng- land girl to get ahead in moom pitchers without dyeing her hair, changing her name, or working on a shuttle schedule between Beverly Hills and Reno .. . And, by. the way, where are the boys hiding Jane Wyatt, whose part in “Lost Horizon” smote this department be- tween the eyes? CROSSTOWN For local burghers and visiting voters who do not care to mortgage the old homestead for an evening's entertain- ment, Judge Jr. suggests a few deserving diversions: The Original Maxl’s in (Page 45, please) 3I comicbooks.com