The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, February 12, 1934, Page 8

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THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, MONDAY, FEBRUARY 12, 1932 THE GUMPS— ALL SET FOR THE 13TH SAY WHAT YOU WILL MATRIMONY, ANDY- OURS |S. j PERPECT MARRIAGE - IE KNOW SHAT WE'RE PERFECTLY - DEALLY SUITED ean SHER WERE TO BE HAPPY BECAUSE URES TN MARRIAGE 18 0k TOMO > HERE 1B HAPPY: MAMA DE STROSS, WHO ALSO BELIEVES IN . MARRIAGE FOR LOVE> WHEN SHE GOT A LOOK AEGIS PANE PGRN. t 5 ;- OVE AT_FIRST. SIGHT= aires S a =~ N IS HEART THUMPS - ue PULSE RACES — HIS HANDS QUIVER— AND AN EXCITED FLUSH SUFFUSES HIS FACE- SONORRON AT THIS 7 a ae IRTSHIP: THINKS MILLIE, THAT IN MARRYING AN AUSTRAL BILLIONAIRE, You . CAN SPELL Ir WEDDING MARCH, WITH THE FRAGRANCE OF ORCHIDS ALL ABOUT THEM, HE AND MILLIE WILL BE MADE AS ONE, FOREVER. AND EVER — 2-12 ©1004 BY REA SERVICE. IN eB U §. PAT, OFF. “Go ahead. I’m listening.” | THis. Curious WORLD "nce me vid \\ Wr GENERAL, GRANT WAS ONCE A SLAVE MOST ANIMALS DO NOT CHOOSE A BIG MALE AS THEIR LEADER / ALMOST WITHOUT EXCEPTION 18 THE HERO HEADED BY A WISE, OLD FEMALES ARE COMING OUT To LOOK AT THE HisTo- DETECTOR, AND IF THEY LIKE IT, WE'LL BE RICH ENOUGH To MATCH PENNIES HERE'S SOMETHING “THAT CAME IN THE MAIL THIS MORNING... THE ENVELOPE WAS ONLY PARTLY SEALED, SO I Took THE WITH THE MINT! geet! oF READING Ss Gosu! IT 6AYS HERE, THAT UNLESS I JUNK THE HISTO" DETECTOR, TLL BE SUED BY SOMEONE WHO CLAIMS To HAVE PATENTS ON ‘HE IDEA! ws BUT THERE IS NO SIGNATURE! NOT A CHANCE, FRECKLES! IF 2 EVEN ‘TRIED To THROW A HORSESHOE OVER MY SHOULDER, I BET I'D FIND A HORSE FASTENED WILL COME ALONG Wen HE WAS MADE THE VICTIM. OF ONE, y OF WINDY KUMN'S &A PRANKS, ~S YA SMOOTHY SMITH, EE THE FOLLOWING, MANNER, TO foo orga HEN HE SENT meni THES GUSE OF SURVEXORS, WHO SPREAD THE NEWS THAT A GREAT POWER DEVELOPMENT Om WAS INTHE OFFING we LAND VALUES WILL. INCREASE> WAGES WILL GO uP! PENNIES ANO @ CUNNING COLN, YA KNOW! Jest LITTLE Loe cas! COMMEMORATIN’ HIS BteTHoey | Te Tou =MY word! GORLS ! eis! NES, | GUESSED “THAT — BUT 1 YOU SorT OF over LooKen me! (WAS BORN ON LINCOLN'S BiRTHOAY, Toot WELL, EER GOopNess: sakes! mess] you TIME @NO ALL TH PEO some PLE, OF WH TIME, BUT Ya SURE FooLeo AUN ND HERE 1s SMOOTHY, WAITING FOR WINDY WHO NEVER DID SHOW UP 1 WONDER IF THAT CLOWN SLIPPED THRU MY FINGERS ~ A \ HAO No IDEA You were See eT CLO! NES“AND THAT WILL BE ONCE OO OFTEN, \F CORA SEES ME BEHANING LIKE THIS 2 LEMON SHERBET 0:55 oy ran uannce. Oe AT THE MOVIES | ++. AN OILWELL NEAR WALDEN, anti " Z YY COLORADO, PRODUCED A FROZEN MIXTURE RESEMBLING . x — ] ¥ Y ‘Convention City’ Showing at Capitol If laughter tends to crack your ribs or put an ache in your diaphragm, then you should be warned against “Con- vention City,” the First National com- edy which opened yesterday at the Capitol Theatre. On the other hand, if you can take it, you should be cau- tioned not to miss this uproarious film—in our judgment the screen riot of the season. “Convention City,” at its opening, sets a fast and furious pace—and that pace never slackens for an in- stant. Our first glimpse of the prin- cipal characters reveals them enroute to Atlantic City—the nation’s prin- Greta Garbo Coming As ‘Queen Christina’ A new motion picture with Greta Garbo is automatically an event: she has been acclaimed by many as the leading actress of the screen, and her vehicles are so carefully Spaced that it always seems an ex- tremely long time since the last one. When a Garbo film is directed by Rouben Mamoulian, formerly of the Theatre Guild, the event seems of double importance. And when the Picture is one whose dialogue has been composed by S. N. Behrman, author of last year's stage success, “Biogra- Phy,” then the event achieves a dis- tinction almost without precedent. cipal locale for salesmen’s jamborees. | This Picture is “Queen Christina,” From then until they straggle to the | train once more, at the finish of a week's roistering, there is action, punch, surprise. Several individual | stories are interwoven to form the main thread of this gay narrative—| all of them working out to a con- clusion against the background of the | roitous convention. Wives might even get a hint as to what friend husband is doing in the way of pursuing wild women when he is supposedly hard at work organ- izing his business. For there are al- most as many love tangles in the pic- tures as there are conventionists. As a cast for this sprightly comedy, | First National assembled one of the most impressive lists of “names” | that has come out of Hollywood in many months. What better guaran- tee for an evening of hilarity than the @ppearance of Joan Blondel, Adolphe Powell, » Hugh Herbert, Hobart Cavan- Vt Grant hanged agheay ier ve some idea of the oes Jat that has been lavished In England, police don't act like . Amy Johnson Molli- which will be shown Tuesday at the Paramount Theatre, “Queen Christina” is remarkable in that it is a role chosen by Miss Garbo herself. The character of this brilliant, independent and eccentric Tegent of the middle seventeenth cen- tury is one that has always attracted | the enigmatic actress, as much because she was of the same race as because her intelligence and passion for free- dom were wholly modern in their Quality. And Sweden at that period | Was an aggressive military power whose martial mania Christina in- sisted on suppressing. Miss Garbo Was interested, too, in conveying this Pacifistic conviction of the queen. Accordingly, when the actress took one of her rare excursions home last spring, she promptly proceeded to do some of the research and investiga- tion which she had promised Rouben | Mamoulian she would do. She con- sulted: biographies and museum rec- ords and costume plates, and, when she returned to Hollywood with much of this material in her trunk, she was more eager than ever to attempt an incarnation of the queen who pre- ferred the cultivation of artists and sciences to the thankless and ruth-| less business of wielding a sceptre. . ok ee toe ee ae te em [things back in s hurry~—Edeel LISTEN, STut DID YOU HAPPEN TO

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