Life — April 21, 1927 — page 37: what you’re looking at

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Life and Letters (Continued from page 14) without longing to slap, who de- served nothing better than a beating from her long-suffering sponse, I should never have read to the finish if 1 hadn't wanted to know whether or not they ever took back dear old Mrs. Rundle. I am glad to state that they did—in the very last line. I should also like to record to the author-hero’s credit that he sneaked her the entire contents of his purse on her departure. “Love Lies Dreaming” should make pleasant enough reading for convalescents and all those whose doctors warn them against any ex- citement. It should go well with the advertising profession, too, for in one spot a character says: “The fact is, I'm in advertising, but I don’t want my poor old mother to get to know about it. She only thinks I’m play- ing the piano in a disorderly house.” HERE is always a restlessness amongst artists to capture the spirit or essence of a great city and get it down on paper or over a can- vas or into a symphony. I am con- vinced that the best results in this connection have been achieved by those who have not set to work with that definite goal in view, but be that as it may, it is my duty to announce that another contribution to Metro- politana has been made by Felix Riescnberg in “East Side, West Side” (Harcourt, Brace). Such nov- els are usually, and of necessity, panoramic, but, while Mr, Riesen- berg manages to cover sufficient terri- tory to justify his title, and in doing so, to reveal an exhaustive research of the beginning of this century’s periodical literature, he keeps more of an eye on his plot than other writers with its same theme have done, and therefore the remarkable rise of John Breen is a connected story rather than a scries of close- ups and flashbacks. The long arm of coincidence is pulled almost to the breaking-point, of course—that the illiterate boy washed ashore on the docks should turn out to be the nat- ural son of the resplendent Gilbert Van Horn and that he should later renew his romance of the Ghetto after being affianced to the season's reigning bud is a little taxing on our credulity, but after all, it is just the sort of thing you read in a book, and makes it extremely easy for the au- thor to get from the Bowery to Fifth Avenue and back again without more incidental explanation. Baird Leonard. Keeps Your Hair Neat— ‘Rich-looking and Orderly ie your hair lacks natural gloss and lustre, or is difficult to keep in place it is very easy to give it that rich, glossy, refined and orderly appearance, so essen- tial to well-groomed men. Just rub a little Glostora through your hair once or twice a week,—or after shampooing, and your hair will then stay, each day, just as you comb it. Glostora softens the hair and makes it pliable. Then, even stubborn hair will stay in place of its own accord. It gives your hair that natural, rich, well-groomed effect, instead of leaving it stiff and artificial looking as waxy astes and creams do. Glostora also keeps the scalp soft, and the hair healthy by restoring the natural oils from which the hair derives its health, life, gloss and lustre. Try it! See how easy it is to keep your hair combed any style you like, whether brushed lightly or combed down flat. If you want your hair to lie down par- ticularly smooth and tight, after apply- ing Glostora, simply moisten your beste with water before brushing it. A large bottle of Glostora costs but a trifle at any drug store. y t | paid. Name. Addres A generous sample FREE | upon request, ‘THE R.L, WATKINS CO.,4 + Send This Coupon and Try it FREE I THE R. L. WATKINS COMPANY 276 West 3rd Street, Cleveland, Ohio °7—G—3T | Please send me FREE, a sample of GLOSTORA, all charges | In Canada address 2 Wellington St,West, Toronto2-Ont, | pasate cet) Revived Iw the course of the trial the Judge turned to the Negro woman on the stand and asked, “How old are you?” “T’'se seventy-three, Jedge.” “Are you sure?” “Yass, suh.” “Mandy, you don't look seventy-three.” “T'se sure, Jedge.” After a few moments the trial was interrupted by Mandy. “Jedge, suh, 1 was wrong when I 1 my age was seventy-three; tha’s my bust measure.” —Virginia Reel. WYANDOTTE HOTEL—GOLF LINKS AT BELLPORT, LONG ISLAND ‘Overtooking Great South Bay Rooms and Bath— Single or Ea-Sulte Reservations for Week Ends, Holidays and Season comicbooks.com