Life — October 1, 1925 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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- LIFE - B Conceived on drawn by Perey (eo Crosey-Aced 79 THE BOYISH ROB “Travel Broadens One” HE above bromide is one of the many blahful remarks me hears frequently from the lips of people who talk entirely by ear, It is hard to imagine any remark more fallacious, A quart of water may be pretty deep if placed in a tall glass vase. The same amount of water, broadened, may cover a large stewpan, but it has been broadened at the expense of depth, The average individual undergoes the process. ake, for instance, the human with the usual conversa- al limitations that only point to a far greater lim- ition in the matter of information and _ intelligence. he stayed at home he would have to get some more srmation and intelligence or prepare to take his place the ranks of the other local bores and dumbbel!s. Whereas if he travels he can spring that same line of his and the same two funny stories all over the world wherever English is incor- rectly spoken and heroically listened to, and get away with it. In some places he may even pass for a well-informed person and get credit for having human intelligence. Thus travel narrows him down to this one répertoire, and he is utterly satis- fied with it. He seldom increases it and never improves it. And if he does settle down in one place he talks the rest of his life of his travels. No, travel narrows people. It does not broaden them except in the unfav- orable sense mentioned in the beginning of this thoughtfully prepared article, the author of which has traveled a great deal, Strickland Gillilan, Motorist: Just MY LucK! As Usual HE taxicab assassins now are roaming bold and free. The patter of the blackjack nightly wakens you and me. Tobacconists’ emporia are stuck up every minute, While rare indeed's the jeweler’s skull that has no bullet mm at, Municipal authority the criminals defy. ‘The paralyzed police force merely nets the smaller fry. Hence, the public's so indignant that, as is the public’s wi The voters will go thronging to the links Flection Day. Baron Ireland. A Bigger and Better Language (1 prominent advertising man says the ad world needs at least 3,000 new words.) T! = Advertising World's Adword Cansay Jury, that ommittee of five of the Profession’s most noted figures, was beginning its first session. The chairman rapped sharply with his gavel, and called the meeting to. order. “Adfcloes,” he greeted them, “we have been given the go-go by the Adworld to yes or no words flooding the gates demanding contact with the Adworld Cansaygroup. I hardly need memograph for you the time fession gropewayed because it had to rely on the dictionary a youmay, Those days, in the happysay of our friend Tom Karp of the Yulesayso Corporation, are now in the limbo of Offtrackland, It will be our job to y into the Cans. when our pro- Ss words group. Ii we function as we oughtean, there will no longer be a terrific yes-no with the pro- from a three- Gentlemen, we are con- Do I hear an ideal fessors such as we had in changing ‘lineage syllable to a two-syllable we tacted. Put on your memojogs. A. A, Gardiner. IFE (at football game, to hushand): You'll have to get our seats changed, dear, I can’t hear what the players are saying to cach other. TWO FLAT TIRFS! THAT FELLOW WR RAN OVER MUST HAVE HAD A FLASK ON HIS HP! comicbooks.com