Life — September 16, 1926 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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“GasTON, BE Qi Ts You'LL NAVE ME BLUSHING CRIMSON AND TITERE’S A BULL LOOKING AT M —Le Rire (Paris). Not So Faint Perfume Lous, returning late from the theatre, found her sister Leatrice wrapped in ab- sorption over a letter. e of Grandmother's love letters,” looking up. exclaimed Lois, “Isn't it terribly quaint and. old-fashione “It oughtn't to be. She wrote it after she got in to-night.” —American Legion Monthly. Return of the Irving Berlins “In the afternoon Mr. Winslow and Mr, Rerlin went fishing on the motorboat Always, which is nemed for one of 's songs.” News tem, Arta which they drove back to. the cottage in the Ford touring car Alexan- der's Ragtime Band. —New York Herald Tribune. They'd Better Avoid Gray To revive an old gag, isn't there every probability that Dempsey and ‘Tunney will be shot in Philadelphia by a watch- man who will mistake them for a couple of Confederate soldiers? —New York Sun, “f SAY, OLD MAN, COULD YOU LEND ME virty rRANCcS?” “Aut Scissors aut Nullus’ Cures for Insomnia Wires some one tells me of the dream She had at coming of the dawn, I quench a vicious anatheme, And yawn, And when I hear about a car, How sweet the purring engine goes, T hold my moribund cigar, And doze. When anglers tell me of the flies ‘That lured the salmon from the deep, I close my celebrated eyes, And sleep. But of the dull experience quoters Most soporific yet is he Who “could have bought some General Motors At 33." —F. P. A, in New York World. “WHEAT PART OF THE PLAY DID YOU LIKE urst?” “ou, MAMA, IT WAS THE MOMENT 1 Was TALKING TO MR. ROBERT.” —Sans-Gine (Paris). Of Limerick Fame Tracurr: Now, Jones Minor, what do you know about Crewe Puri: Please, sir, it’s the place where there once was an old lady of. —Humorist (London). Ix Mexico they never sigh for the Good Old Days: they bring them back. —Detroit News, “END? A MERE TRIFLE! LET ME MAKE You A PRESENT OF IT—YOU OWE ME NOTHING.” “DANCE A LITTLE FARTHER AWAY FROM ME, FRANCIS, OR MOTITER WILL sconp,” “peT HOW CAN I—IN THESE TroustRs?” -LEsquella de la Torratza (Barcelont). Main Street in Summer “Witat could be more restful than a drowsy August afternoon in a_ village, thin’ t? upset th’ peace an’ rds gittin’ under wa student whippin’ his saxophor fer th’ college year soon t’ be; occasional exchange 0° shots? —Abe Martin, in Indianapolis News. Within the Law Iy the Chinatown" wax works ex hibit at the Ocean Park Pier, Los An- an upstairs group of dummies is indicated by a sign which reads: trance to Opium Den—No Smol —Variety. Motto for a Dog House T rove this little house because It offers, after dark, A pause for rest, a rest for paws, A place to moor my bark. —Saturday Evening Post. Praitars the country’s greatest need at present is a substitute for substitutes for the saloon.—Ohio State Journal. “TMAT’S CERTAINLY NICE OF YOU, AND NOW THAT 1 OWE YOU NOTHING—rER—COULD YOU LEND ME PITY FRANCS?” —L’Intransigeant (Paris). comicbooks.com