Life — November 11, 1926 — page 37: what you’re looking at

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Life 35 tion, marry old men for their money and get away with it. That Judge Honeywell was a better-bred speci- of senile eroticism than is usu- a in evidence does not make his fatuities less deplorable, but he at least lived up more than generously to his part of the contract, whereas Annabel—well, when the Judge told her mother that he would provide for Annabel’s future as long as she needed it even after she had eloped with young Dabney, all I could think of was Arthur Guiterman's famous conclusion about Bella Don- na, “I hope to God a lion bit her!” A woman being only a woman, how much worse it would have been if thieves had made away with the Judge's excellent wine cellar! After all, orthodox beliefs and conventional standards are the safest. As Judge Honeywell’s father re- marked at the close of his life, “If there is anything wrong with the Episcopal Church or the Democratic Party. | would rather die without knowing it.” Baird Leonard. Big Game Recollections HE money I lost....The weeks of scheming to get good tickets (at three times the legal price) for seats that turned out to be behind the gual-posts....The tire that blew out twice on the way to New Haven. ... The traffic jam in New York. ... The traffic jam in Rye....The traffic jam in Greenwich....The traffic j in Bridgeport....The other traffic jams....The one-arm restaurant with Ritz prices for the oceasion....The program marked Cents” that cost me a dollar... . The experts around me who ad- vised the coach, prophesied the play, and explained how it happened... . The old lady who had a nephew on the I'reshman team and wondered why he wasn’t in the game....The inebriated gentleman who demanded that Red Grange be summoned... . The gentle rain that began in the second quarter and showed intentions of turning to snow in the fourth... . The undergraduate behind me who crashed down on my hat every time a first down was made....The girl whose fiancé was playing quarter- back....The words to the college songs I'd forgotten....The six peo- ple in the row ahead of me who stood up and completely blocked the view time the ball was put into - The six or seven minutes of me I actually saw. Don Gray. N EIGHBORS are people who wonder when that damned par- ty will end. Remi ‘TYPEWRITERS — Celebrate Fifty Years of Progress at the Sesqui-Centennial ‘THE half Century from the Philadelphia Centennial of 1876 to the Sesqui-Centen- nial of the present year constitutes a remark- able period in RemingtonTypewriterhistory. Ic was at the Centennial fifty years ago that the Model 1 Remington, the first practical typewriter, made its initial public appear- ance. The machine was then a curiosity, and visitors to the exposition purchased samples of its work for twenty-five cents apiece. The period between these two great ex- positions has witnessed the conquest of the entire world by the writing machine, and the Remington Typewriter today is a uni- versal necessity of modern business and modern life. This great record of progress has been recognized in the designation of the Remington as the Official Typewriter of the Sesqui-Centennial Exposition. The outstanding feature of the Remington Typewriter Line in this Sesqui-Centennial year is its universality—for it is the one type- writer line which includes a Machine for Every Purpose. Remington Typewriter Company 374 Broadway, New York Branches Everywhere Remington Typewriter Company of Canada, Led., 68 King Street, West, Toronto ELrec c TERS TYPEWRITERS REMINGTON Typewriter rep- resentatives are more than mere salesmen. They are trained and efficient counselors, equipped to diagnose every office problem and to recommend just the right Rem- ington machines for each require- ment of any line of business. jugton-made Paragon Ribbons and Red Seat Papers always good impressions. comicbooks.com