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VOL. XXII. No. 2
NOVEMBER, 1916
10c. a COPY. $1.00 a YEAR

Contents

Cover Design By Arthur Knapp
The Skagpole Venus By Stanley Shaw Page 1
A connoisseur of old masters invokes the aid of Hymen in securing the famous "Skagpole Venus" for his art gallery.
A Bull Market in Fiddles By J. Bernard Lynch Page 11
In which a couple of Bulls break loose in the fiddle market. Prices soar, and Uncle Myer hitches his wagon to a "Strad."
Hazard & O'Chance: Light Comedy By F. W. Dever Page 28
Highway robbery is a legitimate profession as practiced by these two comedians, who pool their capital in one grand plunge on the good horse, Pat McGlynn. But Pat proves to be one of those flivvers that pass in the night.
Number One on the Sucker List By G. B. Grant Page 25
Two men match wits to see which is on the side of the intellectuals and which is on the sucker list—and all because of a few letters written by a young lady who had not reached the age of discretion.
Dematerialization By C. Mason Page 30
It is a simple matter to dematerialize a body by cremation. In this case, a man locks a good, healthy girl in a bank vault for two hours and tries to send her soul into the infinite with the aid of soft music instead of fire.
The Geniuses of the Sun By Oscar Lewis Page 33
After years in the turmoil of metropolitan journalism, a man goes back to the country paper of his youth in search of a job, a restful atmosphere, and a—girl.
Lost—A Star By Kenneth Vaux Reed Page 39
A fall from a second story window is generally more or less painful. Certainly there is rarely any romance in it. But then, the girl in this story wasn't looking for romance, she was trying to avoid it.
The Bone of a Camel By Erich Brandeis Page 48
A good yarn for Amy Lowell and the other verse librists to read. It might be the means of reviving the camel bone school of poets.
The Sculpin By Le Roy Kenneth Page 53
If a man dies with his boots on, the "obit," men register a few extra sobs on their typewriters. But when a man, just out of the trenches, dies with gloves on, he is likely to be misunderstood—with boots or without them.

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