Life — December 16, 1926 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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Life 21 [JUST BETWEEN US GIRL | a ce “] THINK it’s perfectly FOUL, my dear, the way people sort of RIDicule the way GIRLS like US talk, my dear—I mean I HONestly DO because I mean I ACtually don’t think it's a BIT fair, my dear, and I mean I'm ACtually so MAD I could SPIT because I think it is HONestly the RUDEST thing I’ve ever KNOWN, my dear—don’t you ACtually think so? I mean I think that just because we ACtually have a kind of UNIQUE way of exPRESSing ourself and every- thing that absoLUTEly nobody can IMitate or anything Mply POISonously JEALous, my dear, because I mean they are SIMply RAGING with us, because we BAFFLE them—I mean we HONestly DO! And I mean I ACtually think we are REALLY frightfully exPRESSive and everything the way we TALK, my dear, and ANYways, it is ABsolutely the VILEST calumly or whatever you call it for them to acCUSE girls like us of being DUMB and everything be- cause I mean we are AC- tually HEAPS more in- TELligent, my dear, than simply LOADS of MEN who have gone through COLlege and everything, my dear, and who SIMply can't exPRES selves LIVES, my scause I mean they ly the DUMB- est mortals in the WORLD and I mean it is ALways kind of obNO: ¥ , my dear, who girls like US and everything because I mean they are SIMply LIVID, my dear, because we are so DAMNED much CLEVerer than THEM!” Lloyd Mayer. The Unbeliever NORTH: Don't you *™ agree that speed is the curse of America? West: No, I can’t say I do. ‘im an installment collector { Mother (to son, who has been describing his fiancée): AND DOES EMILY LIKE TO COOK? Son: 1 DON’T KNOW, BUT 1 THINK 80. EVERY TIME WE PASS CHILDS’ SIE WANTS TO STOP AND WATCH THE GRIDDLE-CAKE GIRL. The Birds Go South Scene: Regions of the Upper Air. Time: The present. IRST BIRD: Where you going this year, Bill? Seconp Binp: St. Petersburg, Joe. The wife doesn’t care for Miami. First Biro: Why not? Seconn Birv: Too crowded there. year we had to sleep in a tree! Tiurp Bir: That big tree near the Royal Palms? First Birp: Yeah, Ever been there? Tuiev Birv: Say, have I! I know ‘y limb of that tree. Hot Springs is the place for me, though. I got a bad worm at Miami once. Gave me ptomaine. Fourtu Birn: Hot Springs is the bunk! bathing like you get in Florida. Seconpn Biro: Aw, who wants surf bathing? I'd rather watch a good golf game any day. Me for good old St. Petersburg. First Birp: You birds will certainly feel sick when you think of me on the sand at Palm Beach, moulting in the nice warm sun! Firtu Biro (to Sixth Bird): So I comes up to the sixth hole all square, see? And Frank here, he sinks his putt for a birdie. So I takes a look at the lie of the green, and whack! I hit it square, and by George, if it wasn’t an eagh Why, say, last No surf s ntu Biro: Drop in on us some time when you're going through Jax, will you, Mike? We'll put you up in our snug lit- tle home. We call it “The Nest.” (At this point, the Pilot Bird comes up and wants to know what this is, any- way, a migration or a meeting of the Chamber of Commerce. Shut up down there and get in line!) Finst Biro: Well, so long, Bill. See you in Charleston. Seconp Birv: Tootle- oo, Joe. Don't take any wooden crumbs! First Biro: ha! (The Birds continue Southward as the curtain falls.) Norman R. Jaffray. Ah-ha-ha- HRISTMAS may be for the children, but it’s the toys that get all the breaks. 1 NOTICE THAT comicbooks.com