Life — January 13, 1927 — page 27: what you’re looking at

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Meetings in Heaven Gentlemen Prefer—? BEAUTIFUL young woman f\ with a mass of golden hair was walking down a street in Heaven, ing gaily to herself. as she walked, she failed ice the approach of a orous, ebon-tressed damsel with a searab at her breast. “Well, if it isn’t Helen of Troy!” exclaimed she of the dark locks. \ The blonde beauty looked up. } “Cleo!” she cried. “Put your asp away and I'll kiss you.” . ) The asp was put back in Cleo | patra’s vanity case and the two + women embraced. > “What was making you smile so happily?" asked Cleopatra. “Was IT smiling happily?” “By Isis, you looked as satisfied with yourself as a sacred crocodile that has just dined off a sacred vir- gin.” “You do use the loveliest figures of specch,” said Helen. “Well, I | guess | was smiling. I heard a few ' minutes ago that all Earth is talking about something I’ve known for cen- turies and centuries.” “And what's that? hat gentlemen prefer blondes. Cleopatra snorted and her eyes | narrowed. “Is that so?” she hissed. “Well, | Thappen to know a couple of gentle- ) men—of course,” she added, sarcas- | tically, “they didn’t amount to much | —one of them was only the greatest | general the world has ever seen and } the other w soldier and an orator —who preferred a certain brunette not so many miles from here to all ) the blondes in the world.” “AND PUT MING INSIDE THE CAR WHILE I’M SHOPPING—HE MIGHT BE COLD.” Helen smiled sweetly. y dear, if there aren’t any blondes around, of course gentlemen will take bru- nettes.”” No blondes around!” cried Cleo. “My .ourt was just cluttered with blonde slave: Helen sniffed. “Slaves,” she mur- mured, scornfully. “Isn't compet- ing with a slave what you might call shadow-boxing?” Cleopatra saw that she had made a break and became angry. “A wise-crack is always the de- fense of a lady that knows she’s beaten,” she s: “Don’t lose your temper, dear,” murmured the Grecian queen; “you get so red in the face, and then you look your age.” At this point Queen Elizabeth hove into sight. “Girls, girls,” s “why these angry s They explained. incingly, A chill glitter THE MOVIE QUEEN DESIGNS A CAR THAT WILL EXPRESS HER PERSONALITY, = ACH and every orator, came into the queen's green ey was always under the impression,” she said, coldly, “that gentlemen pre- ferred to see red. I may be wrong, perhaps, as I have only my personal observation to go by.” Words were extremely plentiful after that. Nor was the situation helped by the entrance of Du Barry with her white powdered hair. When destruction to life and limb seemed imminent, Lilith, that con- summation of all women, strolled by. “You darlings,” she said. “How naive you all are. The fact of the matter is, my sweets, that men never even notice the color of our hair!” Bertram Bloch. Two Popular Magazine Editors in the Front Row Discuss an Actress “TANTHRALLING !” “Poignant lure!” “Wonder girl!” “The sweetheart of my dreams!” “Holds millions spellbound !" “A woman who has drunk deeply of life, and suffered !” “Husband or lover—which she choose?” “T can never forget this throbbing drama of misguided love!" You're right; she’s a classy actor. Say, let’s get out for a littl joke.” W.W. Scott. will Post-Prandial Reflection In each and ev Always puts an “every With each and every “each.” y speech, comicbooks.com