Life — April 12, 1928 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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In the Maison Puppé Beauty Parlor The Land of Make-Believe ““BAckwupp, tuyn backwudd, O Time, innye flight; mamee a child again juss night.’.. she’s sickun tied uv ollem d. Mree, she wansa be a child again so she wone haffa go on ollem drinkun parteze annevvuthun....‘Inna mine zye, she cud see tha lil cottuj witha uvvud tee--arr--ce--dubbullell— ” I dono what at meeunz.... gone....Thersa cottuj, ansheeze playun witha dollz---oh, looka tha connun lil par-pee, oh, ainnee a darrllun!...‘Bunnow tha sweedream is vannusshed, antha poison tallunz atha wickud city reach out furra, anshee----’.... There she is, Mree, thass Poler Swanssun aself, yukkun see tha diffnce, buffore iwwaz ony a dubbul....Annassa night club, secur dansun withat fella?...Ooo, lookut, wassee tryun ta do tooa? ..-He tryta kissa, lookut, heze cokkide, seeum staggurrun roun? Oh, ainnat tha funiuss thing!... WHOOP... .Didja seeur pace i one inna ey -WHOOP... She givvum anuther one, heze still tryunta kissa, ainnee tha cokkide fool?...Lookut, lockut, hiccums Fransuss Nuvarro, hez tha hero, heza orchessra leader, anneze gon- ng ++-Ooooo, didja seeum pace im inna jorr!...Lookuttum fight- un....Lookuttum pulloffa table cloth....Omygawsh!...Didja see at?.. .hYAR, hYAR, hYAR!! ++.Didja seeum knock down at waiter with ollem dishuss?... hYAR, hYAR!!...WHOOP.... Lookuttim crawlun roun unner ollem bussed place!...Onnussly, Mree, thissiz tha funi pitcher I ever seen!. ++ Wassat?...Well, uvvol things!...Didja hear tha biffresh balm, Mree, didja hear wut- tee settammee?...He tole mecta shuddup, tha biffresh hippaporrum- muss....Ainnee gotta nuyve, huh? ...Issa darn shame ya can't go tooa show without havun summuddy makunna fusss an spoilunnut fa ..+They otta throwum out, tha gray big fasslob!” Heman Fay, Jr. “Come here with those sparklers, Joanna. I can’t see the names on the buttons.” Two Ghost Writers Meet “H ELLO, Jack!” “Hello, Tom! How are you?” “Babe Ruth and I are fine, thank you. How's yourself?” “T'm all right, but Jack Dempsey has a cold. Say, have you heard the latest Ford joke, as told by Jack Dempsey to John Taylor Wilson?” “Sure. I told that story myself, in conjunction with Babe Ruth. Well, how's business, Jack?” “Not so bad. I'm thinking of buy- ing a little car, in conjunction with Walter P. Chrysler.” “Atwater Kent and I have in- stalled a radio in my house. You ought to come over and hear it.” “I generally play a little Rus- sian Bank in collaboration with Mrs. John Taylor Wilson.” “Well, I must be going, Jack.” “All right. So long, Tom—as told by John Taylor Wilson to Thomas Edwards Payne.” Norman R. Jaffray. (In conjunction with Underwood Standard Portable.) Ooze ’Oo0 IRST PRIMORDIAL CREATURE (inthesea): It's wicked, I tell you. With this evo- lution theory and all, what's to be- come of us? Seconp Ditto: Oh, you're get- ting to be a regular crab! WOMEN seem to dress on the theory that nothing succceds like nothing. cont shot Ip wro turn prin piqu wha brin nou tion. nam did his runt wou! taste T to with Pon for | com ac pers mus! of o insis taste mys! seer canr comicbooks.com