Captain Billy's Whiz Bang #21 — page 48: what you’re looking at

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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang 47 Film Feast Fights Ah! Now the dainty damsels of the screen have the excitement for which their artistic temperaments crave! For the edification of the filmland folk, Los Angeles hotels have introduced the prize fight as a dinner attraction, partly supplanting the dinner dansant, and here we have diminutive Bebe Daniels cavorting at one of these film fight feasts, rubbing elbows with effete Kid McKoy, whose barefoot part- ner, as Richmond states, put on her shoes and walked out. SOCIETY prize fights are the latest in Los Angeles and Pasadena. The winter tourists, society people and so on have fallen. Didn't Anne Morgan set the example in New York? Main dining rooms have been turned into prize rings, where, during a lull in the supper dance, the fighters, their seconds, water bottles, cuspidors and other necessary adjuncts are led forth. No, prizefighters don't generally have cuspidors; they generally spit in the water bucket or on the floor; anyhow, they spit. They can't help it. The swell hotels of Pasadena and Los Angeles already have staged their preliminary fistic functions. There is no bunc about the fights, at least so far as appearance and appurtenances are concerned. The men wear regulation ring clothes and, as everyone knows, this means they can't wear much more than