Life — April 7, 1927 — page 19: what you’re looking at

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Life [SUST BETWEEN US GIRLS | A Famous Game of Bowls ROBABLY the most famous sporting event in Eng- lish history, with the exception of the winning of the Battle of Waterloo on the playing fields of Eton in 1815, was a game of bowls which took place at Portsmouth in the reign of Good Queen Bess. Sir Francis Drake and a few cronies from the Fleet were indulging in a close, hard- fought game on the Devonshire turf when news came that the Spanish Armada had been sighted, not twenty miles away. As Spain was at war with England at the time, it seemed hard- ly likely that these were just tourist ships bringing a lot of Spanish students and instructors for a summer in Shake- speare’s Country. “T guess we got to be going,” murmured Sir Richard Gren- ville, who was ten points behind at the time. ¢ fun we are going!" * retorted Sir Francis, eyeing the green quizzically. ‘We're going to finish this game if it takes all summer!” And a cheer went up from his men, who had been betting heavily on the outcome. “Honestly, we got to go,” protested Grenville, tugging his arm. “And by the way, Francis, how about not kick- ing your ball toward the jack? That's not cricket.” “Well, we're not playing cricket, are we?” was the quick re- tort which has gone down into And to the accompani- ment of deep booms from the Spanish galleons, Drake proceeded to run up a score of 238 before the tea interval. You should have seen the Spanish captain’s face. N.R. J. Don’t Ask Me Another! No. 4 Inquisitive Clara: wnere po STAR SAPPHIRES COME FROM? (Answer on page 47) mall i i My I history. F he still has his appendix and his tonsils, the chances are that he is a doc- tor. im The Ex-Customs Inspector (now proprietor of a hotel): ana! CHECKING OUT WITH ONE OF MY TOWELS. 17 “H ONestly, my dear, she SIMply SLAYS me, because I mean she is ACtually forEVer talking about herSELF the enTIRE TIME—I mean she is PRACti- cably interESTed in THing ELSE except what SHE is doing herSELF, my dear, instead of being in- terESTcd in what YOU are doing, do you know what I MEAN? Well, ANYways, my dear, people like THAT simply BORE me to disTRACtion because they are just POISONously self-CONcentrated or something and simply canNOT pay any atTENtion to anything any- body ELSE tells them about THEMselves even if it is LOADS more imPORtant, sort of, do you know I MEAN? Well, ANYways, my dear, I simply MUST tell you about the perfectly diVINE compliment I got the other DAY from some one I met just CASurally, sort of, but who is ACtually a very disTINguished ARTist, I mean, because I mean I have HONestly heard that he is sort of Over here to sort of PICK the most BEAUTI- FUL GIRL in AMERICA or something, but I mean practicably only five MINutes or so after he MET me, my dear, he said that his SEARCH had ENDED with meeting ME —canyou BEAR it, my dear? Of COURSE, he was PROB'ly just JOKing, my dear, but ACtu- ally I was THRILLED to death — I mean I HONestly WAS!" Lloyd Mayer Worse F you're dis- turbed by noises at night, why don’t you put cotton in your ears?” “I'm afraid of the boll-weevil.” comicbooks.com