Word: cigars
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...advertisements for a cigar which is, in appearance, somewhat squat, in odor, somewhat acrid, has been pictured a face known to all lovers of loud music-the face of John Philip Sousa. The famed bandmaster was depicted gazing in tender contemplation at the squat object or, with a presumably acristogy inserted between his crisp military mustache and his neat professional Van dyke, enjoying a happy solace while he listened, rapt, to some exalted strain. Last week Lieut. Commander Sousa began a Supreme Court action to re cover $100,000 damages from the P. Lorillard Co., which had thus, without...
HELEN-Edward Lucas White-Do-ran ($2.50). Scholar White of Baltimore has taught Latin and Greek to boys for a long time. Of an evening, when quizzes are corrected and report cards made out, instead of a cigar, bridge and radio at the Faculty Club, he permits himself to muse on humanities that are "shop" to most of his profession. Andivius Hedulio (1921) was the rich biography of a Roman youth in the tawny splendor of the Augustan Age. Now Scholar White fleshes in that (violet-eyed, dusky-haired) laconic lady who dislocated the destinies of Troy...
Capt. Billy's Whiz Bang alternates between the urbane pleasantries of high-school debauches and the vicious smut of discontented sheepherders: Fly-speckled jokes, limaceous verses, epigrams as forlornly disorderly as the cigar ashes left behind the curtain of a cheap hotel room by its last occupant. La Vie Parisienne presents pornography that often cannot be understood without a modicum of sophistication or an understanding of the more bizarre manifestations of the sexual impulse ; its drawings are occasionally clever. In these respects, it is superior to competitors. English translations, however, accompany the more salacious jocosities, and these invariably emasculate...
Only the Italians knew. The Carbonari, meeting in the back rooms of cigar stores, the pungent lofts of fruit-mongers, passed the whisper with glittering eye and jerking thumb; the Black
...Schuster ($2.50). Cartoonist Webster long ago laid hold on the ventricles of the U. S. public. Even his illustrated bridge pads are said to get laughs from Long Island to Los Angeles. Now, through the Barnum-and-Baileys of the publishing business, he presents a whole book about his cigar-chewing, telephoning, lying, bluffing, smirking, grinning fiction, the Great American Poker Player, trigged out with dialog and dialects by the satisfying Messrs. Ade and Connelly. Mr. Foster, aspirant to the shoes of Edmond Hoyle as chief U. S. oracle on games of chance, furnishes convincing statistics. If you play poker...