Life — May 31, 1929 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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Mrs. Pep's Diary (Continued from Page 13) a8 Pe for a thing when you have as for it.” Laura Holcomb for EMBARRASSING MOMENTS luncheon, and we talked of this and that tneluding the number of women there are who ran away to be marti When you open the soft-cooked egg when they were aa in seabieny when they have adolescent children, . and of how Laura’s great-aunt was that has just been served you for break. dropped by the Quakers because she possessed a pearl necklace. My hus. band, poor wretch, home with Biff fast and you hear a faint “cheep-cheep” Haskins exceedingly betimes to try out the new cocktayle churn which Marge Boothby, albeit she professes «++ be nonchalant . . . light a MURAD. pol soon ey Nee oes and so successful were his experiments that he did tell us thrice what Seward Cary said at luncheon yesterday. Biff, with tidings of the feckless Jim Mit- chell, tells me that J. has decided never again to go any place where drinking is a feature, so methinks he will spend a deal of his future time in church and at the Morgan Library. Tacrirss satesman: Extry _tabloid—all about the hold-up and murder, Mister. The Prince of Wales has a blue derby. Since he sets the style, we hoped he would choose an old gray felt with a grease spot on the left side. —Tom Sims for Kay Features. When a beggar appeared in court last week, it was stated that he had eight grown-up daughters. No won- der he is a beggar. —Passing Show. “Come on, Jake, let’s go to see Eddie Cantor in ‘Whoopee’ tonight.” “I don’t want to see him,” replied Moe, a buyer from Scranton. “Why not? He's wary comical.” “Nope, I dun’t teenk so. I saw an Disgusted Wife: “You hold a job, Worthless? Say, nigger, when you all imitation of him last week and he's arr hold a job a week, mosquitoes will brush their teeth with Flit and like et” cule ew York Evening Graphic. comicbooks.com