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PLAYBOY 


PLAYBILL 


Jus jonas taces лө went big, fat mcs Ike From Here 
Ta Econ, with the scu that very litle short fon 
has had Дыс to той eat of Wis asy урен —only 
eight or nine stores by hi own count And. as he wald ш 
тст, "It docuit Ми. le TI 
ot ший Ive Kiel this new Book, anyway" 
sales н ай dhe happier that we've able wo give sou. 
College bawe ol pa on. a brand new James Jones 
Story about a great rman, “The King" 
Tie Taming ol thc Rake,” abo in this деше, is the бач 
published story of a young flow name Anson Mount. 
the Smokey Mountain tomy ol 
has to endure the nickname ol 
Surprised hell out аки bte ым 
ar by winning fra prize in a short шоку comest judgol 
by len, Queen, Bennet Cert, H. Alien Smith, Fani 
Huna and other notables Miss Hur 
nos and sopliicatn of Mounts sory, but object w 
"certain “brazen, ontspaken element it йз му. Bei 
Taller brazen, oupoken fellows ошым, we had no мий 
Shin we told Sey wei ive ker hr 
pullication. We think you'l Dike his racy story of a lady 
ig college man. 


By the 
ur models the easy мау, 
sweet young 


oot tis College Teme В a СИИ story 
of sexual shenanigans by Thorne Soh: an atte Ov stg 
tes by Jay Sinh. (mo elation): а salute t thc cocti 
four by Tones Mario: and ihe иши dar, aray of 
"aer муњом features, Drop 

ti 


DEAR PLAYBOY 


PLAYBOY PRESCRIBED 

Yon magine, пәм, ; 
ol my patiente In 
лова laughter and fun 
Spear. very 
iis a then 


Ralph Bowen, MD. 
D Texas 


e how delighted T 
thing (even if it 
doesn't sell a record) and how impressed. 
am with Mr. Malcolm's success in say- 
ing exactly what my already overinflated. 
‘qo loves to hear, and in exactly the most 

hank you, one and all. 
ightened tomorrow's KP 


Pt. Tom Lehrer 
Fort Dix, New Jersey 


POLYGAMY т 
My husband and Г enjoy your maga- 
ine very much, especially the cartoons 
iv Cole and the Party Jokes. However 
Y heartily disapprove’ ol the article. +A 
‘Vote For Polysamy” by Jay Smith in the 


july ioc. Why should men be allowed 
Ti ive nda woman only one ue 
фиш 1 cat approve о separe moral 
ws for 


wen und women. I certainly 
Want a man that several other 
women had, "Tell Mr. Smith that il he 
enjoys the Trobriand. Islands so much, 
he should go there and live. Keep up the 
good work, but get rid of J. 5. 

Mrs. J. J. Dubendusft 
South Houston, Texas 


Your article in the July issue entitled 

"А Vote For Polygamy” is the thing that 

is lor the birds, not the onewile system. 
Robert Russell 
Riverside, California 


PARTY JOKES WITH WHISKERS 
1 realize that your Party Jokes are 
the best of the humorous 


Y 
md a few sons, but the gag abou 
the sign falling down in your May isu 
is carrying all this a bit too far. 

in the year 1881, A. D. Worthington 
£ Co. published John В. Gough's Plar- 
farm Echoes, on temperance, which in- 


ED tons amor маска 


Чий! this version of the sign story: 
"A young fellow was walking down 
Broad Street one fine morning, and com- 
ing upon the intersection of Mary's 
Slip. spiel an ole man | utter 


ng 
перо 


in ront of one of the. oats 
Bawdy soon Running wp to the 
хао Batwing’ door. his yung ld 
noct d, and named tbc bar beep who 
inquired what in "hell he wihed. The 
тоша man replied, ‘nothing in hell 


but to report to 
allen down, an 
gutter" Е 
"The joke in the May isuc just used а 
different setting—the plot is exactly the 
same. 1881. Wow. 
Gehus N. Carlson. 
‘Jamestown, New York 


i that your sign has 
is lying there in the 


JULY ISSUE, 

it finiched reading the July ваше of 
itr great magazine and think it the 
Rt г dates Му wile Bart read it yet 
but she has liked them all thus Lr 

Some Бос oie help you've got there 
¬ Я ата 
full” Planas 
beach were amusing and your ric and 

de are always слани This 
Being a “diy” (ha) sate, й i hard 10 

ey the ingredients dor some of Т. 
Maris liquid velvshers, but they sare 
sound good. Аво, on behalt of а good 
portion of Oklahoma, Tike to apolo 
Bie dor ош Puritan brother Mr 
Miele of Enid he doct wenn to 
Know good magazine when he redi 
one: As always, 1 thoroughly enjoyed al 
the cartoons їн the July iuc. 

тта walking ser are sil 
looked upon with raked eyebrows here- 
ou, but 1 thought Jack Kesics ar- 
ticle o them was a fine onc, and 1 hope 
they may be much in evidence next 
Senn. Pure enjoy фей 

Tanon а sine тыңы an we 
certainly do appreciate i in this family. 

ИУ mmi 
central State 
Edmond. Oklahoma 


Just fined wilh my July ane, Very 
entertained by Ray Rusells satire on 
Sring a "ыам ser" (ance 1 am a 
riter) and ako the one on polygamy 
Gini L'am an arte of Mce Gmer. 
e) and pecially by Cole's hcm 
ch art (ance 1 a only human). ГА 
ay namg eth ig 
Jon to repent all of the “Females 
Loi" in one inue. 
Robert L. Loefclbein. 
Mos Lake, Washington 


‘CHICAGO 11, пшмов 


JULY COVER 

‘Would you mind explaining the mean- 
ing of the un design on the back 
of the girl lying in the sum on the July 
cover? 


James Wacker 
Saginaw, Michigan 
нлувоу has taken as its symbol, that 
sixty o the animal werd the abi 
He appears on every PLAYBOY cover, in 
‘one form or another. In this case, he was 
sunning himself on the beach with Miss 
July, his head resting on her back. Just 
before the cover picture was nape he 
t up to get some cold beer, but the 
ES let te silhouette of hh hend Im 
printed on her lovely torso. 


JANET 
Amateur or profesional we think 
Janet Pilgrim rates with the best. Con we 
Sce more pictures of Playmate Pilgrim? 
“The Boys in River Dorm 
Ohio State University 
Columbus, Ohio 


Is it possible that a git] as beautiful as 
Miss July actually works in your circula 
Te seems much wo 


Charles O'Connell 
New York, New York 

Is true all right. тлувоу subserip- 
tion manager and editor-publisher are 


pictured together here in costume the 
Afternoon the July cover and Playmate 
were photographed. 


seems conceivable that such 
jonde creature as Miss Janet 
Miss, isn't И?) could have 
circulation depart 

v. телувоу has heen 
‘op ol the heap since its 
ч but after your presenta 
tion of Miss Pilgrim as the July Playmate 


ls hardly 


you've “arrived.” Wi 
lo past Playmates, for they've all been 
lovely, they just fade away like old gen- 
erals compared to Miss July. 
Shelby Campbell, Jr. 
Philadelphia, Pa. 


Tve been working for 20th Century 
Fox Studio for the past [our years an 
Ive never seen anyone as beautiful ж 
your Mis Pilgrim. 

Kenneth E. Stauch 
Lanon Air Force Base, Wash. 


In response to your advertisement on 

2829 of the July isue, T should 

© io apply or exiployment in the cit- 

in department of jour publica- 

tion. Although my experience is sever 

limited, 1 апу quite willing (om, 

am I) fo work a a reduced salary (hal 

Se se nothing Or te) шш Û am 
able to sti juirements 
TRU Frank Shacklord 

Derry, New Hampshire 


BUNK 
As а fit, longtime reader, Ive 
enj content. As Мавари 
itor of the Chaparral, Palo Altes chit 
Competitor to Pastor. Te Deen ine 
preted by two things in your magazine: 
fhe art direction, which is concaently 
miles above standard, and che almost 
miralo good ‘este wäh which you 
present the riqué. As а college humor. 
Feteran, 1 сап understand well the prot 
Jens of treading the аме line and T 
compliment you fully for your treatment. 
iat, Тт aio a hot fuz lover, I read 
Charles Benmonts "Black Country" 
enthusiastically, his “Red Beans amd 
Ricely Yours” somewhat disappointed 
When I saw reference to а "Bunk Jones 
in the article, Г immediately attributed 
t to one of two things: either a proof 
room make, or a slip ol memory on 
Heaumont’s part 1 suspected the former. 
Now, though, за T vend Davi 
Cobb letter In your June sue, 1 find 
myself completely mystified by Mr, Bea- 
ones response. Кийит. in my researc, 
on jazz history Те. completely over 
looked а great cometist whene Ie and 
syle are fantastically coincidental with 
Bunk Johnson's, or che Satchmo has 
forgotten his tutors name and Beau 
mont has taken him at his word. 
Point by point: 1) Bunk Johnson told 


newsmen in 1942, when he first came 
to New York, how young Louis Arm- 
strong used to pester him for cornet 


lewens alt and how Louis used 
to hide behind the piano until Bunk 
Came in after his regular job to teach 
him. in Bunk’s words, Louis 

ything he could whistle. 


а 
К-ү үс 
oor ee 
KT 
mm 
American Music LP. (vos 61) Bank 


Dance Hall, Furthermore, he tells of the 


act that Tonys wed (о be 
"around Louis neighborhond." 


3) Perhaps the most devastating quote 
1 cam offer is from Avakian’s 
notes to Columbia GL 520: ч... and 


the, budding. chi справа. (Louis) 
would sneak into Dago Tonys. a bar 
where Bunk played every night alter the 
Engle Band regular [ob ended. and 
eur up behind he муен piano umil 
ont arrived to wake him wp. 

Ч) Sucios” штур of Bunk 
jones comer se according. to 
Желини, reads: "Jones had an uncom 
тюп amount of subici or that era, 
Sfr hesitating a hair behind the beat 
Sod geting а ex of song vibrato out. 
OE the horn.” Listen по а Bunk Johnson 
record some time lor the апаке ta that 

‘Come, come, gentlemen. Аш. sacred 
сому and shock mirate od зраче 

you will. but ler not sight he mens 
о} ol the man who 1) gi Louis how 


Satchmo himself couldut make his horn 
2) = ch as Run did. Pincchnio? 

irc, Louis is spectacular, but he never 
could play the rc, lowdown. sight 
forward blues as dirty as old Bunk. 


кет 
Er IS 
Mr. ‘Tracy's Armstrong, Eldredge and. 
[ue E 
cou габра те 
Lau pt. das 
SS mes 
ЕЕ 


Jones" elsewhere. The weight of ем 
dence indicates that they were in error, 
however, and that Bunk “Jones” and 
Bunk Johnson are one and the same. 


FEMALE CRITIC 

1 just happened to pick up two copies 
of Harton magazine that ту brother 
Brought home and Т feel very depron 
to think that thre are some women wh 
fave vo lil respec for themselves ae 
to pose with ther bodies showing Шс 
three in your June and July ue 
No. won? even cll that type a woman 
Wiin such bags running around it М 
Jowering the standards of all the nice 
iie un not an old woman of aii. 
so | can't be old fashioned, I'm only 
eighteen and Tm sure mot каин юн 
Sis jot be the common qwe dui 1 
fasc. Sext What a Laugh and rur 
even a bigger laugh: 

185 Debra A. Martin 

Arkansas City, Rang 

Keep laughing, Debra. We hope the 
guy yon eventually тату thinks i 
Fanny when ‘you announce that you 
think sex is a big laugh. We feel for him. 


FEMALE FANS 
You call your magazine entertainment 
for men, bat Tee got news far jou. Im 
Strictly a woman, and can prove й, and 
тап, Y dig your magazine the ment. Its 
Tien ыа jokes and колма are um 
anywhere and all hell breaks 
Vine around here when the word ges 
ош that T've received a new Базе, So lar 
Seven boy friends have borrowed my 
May inue and the girls here at Ral 
al, а residence dub In Sam Fi 
sco, think your mag is it 
DE 
San Francisco, Calif 


lic 


ion. 


Sally Cunnin 
Portland, Ore 


CARE OF A COFFEE РОТ 


1 disagree with T. Mario on the care 
and keeping of a coffee pot. We Navy 
men believe that а Java pot isn't any 


fod until it Mn been шей a dorm or 
1o times without. being washed Jt 
Time out with cod water; a sy 

таир. pd, nic 
is "s Richard E. Robinson 
Bainbridge, Mayland 


CONTENTS FOR THE MEN'S ENTERTAINMENT MAGAZINE 


THE ADVENTURES OF HECTOR—humer THOME sum 6 
А STRIPPER GOES TO COLLFOE-picteriet " 
PARTY JOKES—humor " 
STAGS FOR FUN AND PROFIT—artcte any Suma ал 
SUMMA CUM STYLE anire JACK 1 esse 18 
THE COCKTAIL HOUR ink THOMAS MARO эз 
THEKMG— Roin ____ JAMES JONES эз 
TWO PLAYMATES FOR THE PRICE OF ONE—pieteriet нм ADAMS 20 
MISS OCTOBER  ployboy's playmate ofthe month a 


THE TAMING OF THE АКЕ бабак. 


THE SIGNAL—tibeld classi GUY DE MAUPASSANT 40 


FOREIGN CAR QUIZ—gomex = JOSEPH C. STACEY 42 

SVENSKA FLICKA—pictriat ^s 

PLAYBOY'S BAZAAR—tuying guide = E 
мон м. HEFNER editor und publisher 

RAY RUSSELL eerie editor литик FALL at dicas 

элск J. ess: associate lier JOSEF PACZEK assistam ан director 

ELDON SELLERS adorrtinng manager goux MASTRO production manager 


смит. Sie! Fiona 

cig Beg 

Дет 
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vol. 2, по. 10 — october, 1955 


PLAYBOY 


humor 


By THORNE SMITH 


THE ADVENTURES OF HECTOR 


he was looking for a little peace and quiet, but quiet seemed hard to find 


UNTIL QUITE RECENTLY, Hector 
Owen's chic occupation im life had 
been vaguely connected with the law. 
He was, 


ме 


Gwen, 
md bots of these qualities 
е тон. 
Че зака as а sort of lid for a 
рай etate the owners ol wich ш 
far эз he cout gather, spent teary all 
of ей une either in Jul, in bed, or 
intoxicated, or in any Combination of 
the thre, Such as imtexicated in bed, 
Intoxicated im jail, or jot simply ine 
поеме anywhere: and always n tous 
Me When ој (and киги weren't 
they in sume?) hey naturally tured to 
Ba Dee tx ande 

Bot Mr. Owen hat had enough. He 
was through: ЗГ 2m." he wid one moras 

p through." The sccintnes of this 
iple declarative statement appealed to 
hin ieme of отит, and he went om 
“Through. шїї. Donc with 
Choke ol ове: 


‚number of eager young law-school grad- 
uates who would give their eye teeth 
for the job.” Mr. Owen desultorily ex 
amined his own eye teeth. "On the other 
hand, or conversely, I certainly don’t 
need them, I'm a man of resources, a 
man of many facets, I have other irons 


in the proverbial fire." Again he skirted 
Wis male dels. "Ihe store, lor i 
stance.” 

Mr. Owen was alluding to a certain 
deparument store in а neighboring city 
His father, who had long since вые 
ой this moral coil, had at one time 
been one of its two owners, and uj 
giving up the ghost, had willed his hall 
interest im the enterprise to his son 
Hector. This young man (who, we 
might note in paming, had now вис. 
Gele in neatly стар the malc) 
had never set foot iu the store, prefer. 
ring to enjoy the privileges of а silent 
partner. Staunching the low ol blood 
With a towel, he muttered grimly, “I 
about ume 1 stopped playing nurscinaid 
to a bunch of ne erde wells and took a 
active interest in the business. Stability, 
that’s what I need. The staunch bedrock 
‘of conventional commerce. 

And so й was diat Mr. Owen found 

nll, a cont two, wee ит, in a 
city, throwing himself eagerly into 
igorating role of a store owner. 

His coowner, a Mr. Larkin, was, as he 
put it, pleased to have him aboard. "It 
vil be awl convenient? said Larki 
“to have some genial chap like you 
about t share the many responses 
Do you like my обе“ 

“What?” gasped Mr. Owen, startled 
by the abrupmess of the question. "Oh, 
Yes, Its lovely” 

Sr rather Lancy it тужи confided 

Larkin, gazing appreciativcly about 
him at the huge pillowheaped divans, 
the colorful oriental hangings, and thc 
gleaming rugscattered floor. He even 


delicately sniffed the scented air. "Isn't 
that nude stunning?” he continued. 
"The one with the man.” 

“They both look mude to me" ob 
served Mr. Owen, glancing at the paint 
ing indicated, then hastily averting his 
eyes in holy horror. 

"Yes" said Mr. Larkin simply, “That's 
whats stunning about it. They're both 
nude together — mother naked. 1 do a 
lot of business here, a lot ol interview. 
img. You understand, with my маб, of 

“Em afraid 1 do,” replied Mr. Owen. 
“If you'll pardon my saying so, there's 
an unmistakable suggestion mı this орке 
of an old-time barroom, 

“Ts there, now?" said Mr. 
greatly pleased. "Wel 
cidence? Because thi 
alive with liquor. Lets have a dri 

“Er not at this hour, thanks, 
Mr. Owen. “I really think 1 s 

ttin 


acquainted with the sto 
rius departments, the employees, you. 


"Oh yes, 1 know. Especially the em: 
ployces, ch? Sly di "t you, Owen?" 
7 beg your pardon , . 2” 
"No need. No need, old fellow, Im 
not offended. 


thing more — conservative would be bet- 
ter. Books or something?" 

“Books” said Mr. Larkin. "Very well, 
old fellow. Books it is. Come along.” 


Soon, Mr. Owen found himself caged 
behind four counters, He was literally 


"Can't you realize,” cried Mr. Owen, “that I om stripped to the buff?” 


by books, As far a 
rh, there were books 


ас department. He found himself. 
to open the cover of even one 


The Broken Bed going?” a 
a asked suddenly. 


. wan referring to Monks 
мем. 1 don't care where Jou sleep” 

“Nor do 1 care where уди aep, те 
plied Mr. Owen tary, “or И you ever 
Sleep. Please wick to Business You were 
telerring to Monk's late what 

"T wis referring fo the works of 
Monk,” answered the tall person in dhe 


JUSTIN WAGER 


manner of a god offended. 
"Oh; аа d 


те to my fac he , 
you dont sell The Broken Bed her 
Aot one single Broken Bedr” 

"Im rather new at this busines: пу 
sell?" Me Owen explained, think i 


PLAYBOY 


better to be patient with the man. “But 
1 know they sell broken mechanical toys. 
"They might even sell broken beds. Why 
don't you ву the Furniture Depart- 
тет? If they haven't one there they 
might he willing to order a broken bed 
for you. They might even break one of 
their good beds. Almost anything cam 
happen in this store.” 

‘My dear sir,” said the tall man, evi 


pot in Mr. Owen, "but 1 
do, wish you'd top: 

Upon the reception of this request 
the ‘ail man ‘uttered a loud complaint 
ува dashed off willy through the sor 

А good looking вена! sled up 10 
Mr. Owen and invited incredible confi- 
ences with her widkedlysadowed eyes 

Youre the new partner,” she began. 
“aren't you? Don't mind that hall wit 
Hes jut an author, You know, they 
come around here and innocently э 
ho their hooks are going, and then get 
mad at hell becaust we haven't even 
eani of them. They should tell us 
theyre authors, in the lit place. Then 
we Could think wp some comforting ie” 

“Тий one” мий Мт. Owen, "asked 
far а broken bed” 

"at Monks latet book.” the girl 
told him. "t doesn't matter, though. He 
tlt want to buy it. He was seeking 
information 

At this moment a middleaged lady 
sailed up 10 the counter and knocked 
‘lf severa books which she failed to re- 
place, The знай eyed her. 

“What would be nic for a young lady 
sick in bedî” she demanded In a sold 
ing voice 
‘How about a good do of salts 
lady?" the gil replied promptly out of 
the side of her mouth. and winked at 
the shocked Mr. Owen. 

"Or a nie young man?” chimed in 

E 
have you know this young lady 
from onc of the best families 
the woman retorted indignantly 

"Why did they kick her out" Mr 

Owen's companion wanted to know. 
‘kick her out," cried the 


"They did 
“Then how did she get to know you?" 
other girl 


of rage 

“T'was” said he gir 
stained eyes, "but Tee given it up. 

“The management will hear about 
iis the woman threatened. 

"The management has beard" the 
кит replied. Indicating Owen. "This 
federa is one o the owners. Баг he 
оне" 

upon with anger, the woman 
rushed away. 

Owen looked blankly at the salesgirl. 
ый dere anything wrong?” he элей 

“Ob, no," she replied, her eyes gleam- 
ing wich unholy ammwsenent. "Theres 
nothing at all wrong. Can't you rend?” 
Here she pointed to an overhead sign. 


"That damn fool came to the Porno- 
graphic Departinent. Take a look at this 
book." 


She selected a book at random, turned 
ас pages ший she found an Шомта. 
боп. ien passed the hook to Mr. Owen, 
He glanced at the picture, gave onc 
frantic look about hit, then corned bis 
Back on the ри. The poor man's brain 
was paralyaed ћу the picture the gil had 
pot under his nic, а picture she should 
fot have looked ar Беле and which 
тюш Certainly she should mot have 
Shen to him With the book sill held 
fomenten in his hands, Mr. Oven strove 
in think o other things t was obvious 
to bim tate was never going vo turn 
found and fac thet git aga. What 
бышыш eyes ae Tall HE wondered 
whether Н vou not be beter for hire 
to crouch down buck of be counter and 
май ahere vol Mr. Larkin came to 
бе him away. Dimly he теней that 
Someone Kad ben aking lim a ques 
fion, the mme one, several times He 
looked ар and dicovered he was being 
glared at by a thin, ber faced lady who 
Fave the Impresion e being mostly 

"pe you have the Sex Life of the 
Hea?” the woman aded sharply. 

Str. Owen noted dot dhe 
woman held a slip of paper and a pem- 

ny Cod. 


zo ata ee 
ee 
ee 
a 

oO 
rar 


Tur Y must have the Sex Life of the 
Flea,” the woman insisted. 
vd pope pou сару i һе кешпей, 
veloces, Котова 1 йош car if 
you have the sex Ме of а mink.” 
“ve finished with minka” sa 
the woman, “I'm doing fleas now. med 
“Have you mistaken me for a bull flea 
or whoever the hes arc called, by any 
hance?” he мин back, "Or have you 
gone hay like everyone ehe? M you 
Sam a Поу sex Me why not take up. 
ith some unmarried Aca and have done 
Si и" 


HM" retorted, 


he replied, ~ 
have. Now, run away and loo 
fea. I'm buy." 

The woman suifled, towed back her 
head, and subjected Mr. Owen to a part 
ing plan 

“You,” she sid witheringly, "would 
not even understand the sex file of the 
Bumpers — Chloroscombrus chrysurus.” 

7I doubt it,” admitted Mr. Owen. “It 
doesn't sound very restrained.” 

“And as for the courtship of the 
Squid,” she towed in for good measure 
as she prepared to march away, "I know 
You are ignorant ol that.” 

"Pm not alone in my darkness, 
madam,” ће told her, a Tittle netted, 
“amd, furthermore, Tia wot a Peeping 

“Will you kindly hold that book а 
little higher?" a fresh voice asked at his 


other side, “L want to study the detail 
of the illustration.” 

Mr, Owen wheeled and found himself 
confronting the gravely critical face of 
a lovely young girl. With his last shred 
Of chivalry he endeavored to remove the 
book Irom view, but the girl hung on 

“What's the matter?” she asked inno: 
cently, “Don’t you want mé o see it 

"Of course not" he scolded. "I don 
want anybody to see it. Can't look at it 
myself" 

The girl took the hook from his now 
nerveless fingers and studied the picture 
intently. Fully expecting her to shriek 
and hurry away as soon as she under- 
Stood wha about, Mr, Owen 

nated eyes, 

lads certainly had 
some qu she observed in a 
Casually conversational voice. "о com. 
plicated — almost too elaborate, 1 would 
зау, but perhaps they had а lot of time 
‘on their hands and nothing better to do. 
And after all в said and done, what is 
there better to do?” 

“Don't ask me, lady.” said Mr. Owen 
Mtl, 1 wash my hands of the whole 
‘You seem to find something wro 
with this picture; the git went on. de 

it out of perspective?” 
ts ош of con. е answered col 
dy. "Please stop memorizing it” 

“1 don't have to memorize ithe girt 
replied proudly. “Em ly em 
at Fi thc клими of Aban 

“Oh,” replied Mr. Owen fecbly, then 
prompted by the belief that anythin 
Mod be beater dian this ену 

ас illustration which they were 
“ыу dei Macken Ge be 
asked, “would something in 5 
terest you, or Bumpers, perhaps 

The young lady judicial considered 
No. she said at ls, "1 dowe think 
Td get much of a kick from the erotic 
Tile ol the Squid." 

“Sorry.” suid Mr. Owen, and he really 
was. "Then how about something espe- 
Sally filthy im the Tine of Bumpers? 
That might tide you over” 

“Hardly.” replied the girl. “Haven't 
yeu a deter Wich than it one 


"My dear young lady," said Mr, Owen 
with "they don't print 
any diries that onc. Even 


to be standing together in its presence 
makes me feel that lor all pr pur 
poss you and myself аге nine tenths 
married." 


"Does it allect you that way?" the girl 
inquired with professional interest. 

71 don't know what way you men 
he replied cautiously, “But 1 do know 
TII never be quite the same.” 

“You're too impressionable,” the girl 
assured him. "Now, 1 ran arrow a book 
the other day that would have opened 
your eyes. It was ever so much dirtier 
than this—to begin with it described 


cried Mr. Oven, clapping 
nds to his ram. "Are you pro: 
rere in cold blood and 


PLAYBOY 


10 


describe to me a book even dirtier than 


this one?” 
"Perhaps when Ive finished,” smiled 
the girl, "your blood wo 


Oho тшнен Mr Ove 
pricken by the implicación I 
words "Oh, der Oh, dear van t 
fet out of his departiment How can 

do ic Where al um?" 

His hand tered helplessly over the 
books, and all the time he was painfully 
aware of he fat that the tle with 
ote eyes was observing his tress with 


about И he 
said to the young lady distractedly and 
pointed to the aer. "She'll probs 
Ally cap your story with the Nuptial of 
the Whale or Everyman's Manual of 
Rope, Tor all 1 know. Don't hang around 
here any more, Fn in по mood for any 
“Туга ГЇ al on you when you are; 
the siniling young, lady replied. ^I like 
that son of business, and Ws so refresh- 
ing to find a man who is stil fresh and 
uumpoited — you know, not blast” 
“Don't you dare come back” Mr. 
Owen cal ale sh gil aedi grace 
jully swayed away. “My sex life is nul 
LEN mah Sur] 
Apparently the girl did not hear, but 
various other customers did, and stop. 
Pal En везу anes не 
‘was thus publicly proclainsing his tr 
Бодова condition 
Tl hope vou don't mean that,” the 
еі murmured, undulating up to 
hin with her trim, liexible torso. 
after recovering a lite 
є effect of the torso. noticed for 
that a small section of bell 
(0 her hair and left its 
mong the waves. A dan. 
Rerously alluring girl, he decided. She 
y certainly not the proper penon ta 
хат ap, Si, when Sli porno 
to 


lone piece 
he complained. "As 
lile to do with you, 


rather а leading question, 
she answered, a challe 
pliner in her eye 


it is, dont answer." 
^| feel that 1 nu 

gently. 
“Oh, God!” breathed Mr, Owen, 
“So tar" said the girl, 

have never crowed, D 


she told him 


cried Mr, Owen. “You mean 
and now? Oh, no they won't, 
mo wl, Nobo i going o crow my sex 
life in the middle of a department store. 
You keep your sex life and TI keep 

"But you seem to have no sex life” 

“Then don't worry about it. Let the 
sleeping dog Не” 


bitterly. “Any sleeping dog” 


"Oh wi he a, ought you 
meant your skeping 

Well T didnt.” he retorted ab: 
nee had би ler seeping or 

For a moment she studied hi 
кашк. 

Did you ever have a gi" she asked 

"los lomenhar hazy on that po 
Mr. Owen replica. "Seca as i 1 had 
Wh 


ap 


othing at all" she answered. "T 
was merely wondering if your sex i 
parted.” 


Again, nothing 
"Only it makes, 
hat happens 


so 

was ungallanı enough 

considered the girls gracious moulding. 
“Why should. 


“Don't ask me,” 

sively, 71 dowt know whether you 
should or shouldn't. It's none of my 
busines” 


"It certainly is some of your business.” 
she told him, returning his gaze with an 
appraising сус. “You dont think Im 
going to let you or any other man 
that my sex impubes do you?” 

T don't give a hang about your hor- 
Hid old wx impulses,” he ‘retorted, 
“Have I tried 10 чор you?” 

“From what?” she wanted to know. 

Mr. Owen looked blankly at her. 

“From whatever you want to do when 
you carry on like that he answered 


lame 
she snapped. “you haven't 


а See 
pte eae 
Beau 
MORE 
name 
Becr p 
Sic diris peter be ылы 
m e ES 
o сес 
E ARES 
5 
E 


Owen aked 
ly, ря by the koennen of his 
Inserent 

Why do you want to know?” she de 
mannded, drawing near the man 

^T done” he diclimed hastily, "1 
¿low care i you encourage the War 
trans of the World 
"Who ate they?” she asked with sud 
den ice. then her eyes mapped dan 
crowly. “Oh.” she continued. ло yon 
"low care, do your Well, FI fix you. TH 
Чата well lay vou out with he dirtiest 
book 1 can fad." 

"Then what will you do?" Mr. Owen 
[ж] 

“Lay тужи out beside you," she 
famed. 

“With am equally dirty book, mo 
doubt.” he camdically added. 

"Yes" she sid, snatching up a heavy 
volume of 4 ТАошап and One Night 
This ought to settle your hash.” 


It probably would have, had not Mr. 
Owen ducked at the last minute. Я 
Thousand and One Nights consequently 
descended upon the head of a near 
Sighted but otherwise unremarkable 

deman, whose nose, previously nearly 
buried in a book, was now completely 
interred. When presently the nose found. 
strength enough to rise from its lewd 


Теш place the gentleman behind it 
Mare I the intent Owen through 
fm of rg 

"үа ЭМ the hun, sif explaining 
the Унет to Nim "war a0 Dune 
пићу diny uk 


Was an unnecessarily ditty book, 
Me Owen replied soothingly. lh rey 
mined my head" 

"Well, heres one you wort mis” 
grated the gentleman, and before Mr. 
Owen could duck he received full upon 
the top of his skull dic entire contents 
ol Fanny Hill, illustration: and all, As 
ће staggered back from the blow he felt 
а heny tome being slipped into his 
hand. Several other salesgrls were arm 
ing themselves with erotic literature for 
the defense of their маш leader. 

“Pat him with this” a voice suid 
Mr. Owen's car. “Its a bronze bound 
Boccaccio. М that doesn’t settle his hash 
TT have a swell Rabelais realy 

“Youre bound to serle somebody's 
ash,” Mr. Owen muttered with a grunt 
as he drove Boccaccio down upon Фе 
her gentleman's head. "Better his hash 
thaw mine Т hope that dil а 

Apparently it had. The twicedIaten 
now descended (o rie no more of is 
awn volition. Boccaccio had made a lost 
pue The body was speed 
ily removed. and businew went on as 
эша. Mr. Owen thanked the salesgiris 
for their ready support, then turned to 
the one who had made bim her special 


: we? he asked, hen 
ing that they had not been at 
‘agreeable place, added, "Lets 
лице farther back.” 
1, шет back?" she ashe 

“Before all this rotten. pornogray 

ОК suid Mr. Owen hopefully, "hen 
ите ти fond of pornography your 

For a moment the gir looked at him 
А 

"Suppose Fm not?" she demanded. 
өп Шс ог eave I ja аз 1 Їй 
Yon don't have to wallow in. porno 
graphy to be pornographic aut Tim 
a very erotic woman, | ans! So erotic 1 
Сан hardly stand being in the same sec 
боп with you. 1 don't know what might 
happen. 


7 


“Don't let it." pleaded Mr. Owen, 
haven't quite found my sea legs у 
“You haven't even looked at my ln 
ones” dic girl shot back. 
"Lets no 


o into that any more, 
‘Do you 

it dificult to be caged in. 
‘or would you experience the 
ing with just any other man?” 


“With any other, man, she replied, 
so long as he wasn't dead or too badly 
damaged.” 


(continued on page 16) 


bumps and grinds in the groves of academe 


A STRIPPER GOES TO COLLEGE 


follows Patti into а handy 
Oldsmobile 


А ius wesen, known profesion: 
ally by the improbable name of 
Раш Waggin, and gifted wi 
ably mobile midrih, rec 
Fraternity Row at the U 
Southern Californi 

“The purpose, they say, was to promote 
interest in a couple of guys named 
Weintraub and Decker, candidates for 
top das fees, She promoted plenty of 
interest, but not im Weintraub 
Decker, who wound up 
the election, 


dh a remark- 
invaded 
emity of 


appreciative of two such enterprising 
‘candidates. Weintraub and Decker don't 
really care, though, They had a good 
time. So did Patti. Most everybody did, 
in fact, except one small sour 

we understand the university auth: 
are rewriting the campaign rules for 
next year's elections. 


n 


Things began quietly enough when Patti arrived at U.S.C. smothered in a big long coat—she was taken for one of the pren 


brand of coeds, and nothing more. But after the coat came off (and with it, a few other trifles), things were far from quiet. 
Patti passed out promotional matchbooks, and when she ran out of those, passed out kisses. The frat brothers just passed out 


One good turn deserves another. Since Patti was nice enough to drop in on the boys at the university, the boys decided 
to return the courtesy by paying her a visit at the New Follies Theatre. In these uninhibited environs, Patti was 
at liberty to discard a few more trifles—or display а few more trifles, if you'd rather look ot it that way. 


дондхила 


and I tried to 


iage last, but—" 


“Heaven 


knows, Mr. What's-his-name 


make this marr 


PLAYBOY’S PARTY JOKES 


А sharp rap ов the door started the 
to loners 

"Quick, its my husband.” exclaimed 
the frightened woman. “Jump ош the 

on" 

“But were on the thirteen flor.” 
the Casanova рар 

"Jump." ced the woman. “This по 
ме to be superstitions” 


h 
AA 


The attractive governe ith her small 
charge in tow, left the park to visit her 
boy friend in his hotel room. They em- 
braced warmly and each longed for 
intimacy, but there seemed to be little 
they could do with the child watching. 
Then the governess hit on an idea. 

"Bobby," she said to her small charge, 

look out that window and Т will 

give, you а dime for every red hat you 
se 

Delighted 


а short time later, ET 


"Keep co the woman man 
aged to say. 

"Oh, governess.” Bobby exclaimed 
suddenly. 


"What now?” she asked, reati 


m 

FE jo wanted wo tell you йш tis 
is going to ће the тюш Сане vol 
in the hay you've ever had. cause here 
comes а Shiner? Parade!” 


ТЕ was a large, lavish dinner party and 
many important dignitaries And а 
fe of ciety were there 

TE supp 1 тиши ofer you wine." 
ssid the bones то ihe good of honor 
seated on ber right. “Aren't jou the 
airman of the Tewperance Lengue? 

"Oh. no” replied her guot with a 
smile, "Fou che head of the Anú Viet 
Teague” 

"Oh. of anune.” sid the embarased 
hosen, "I knew there was womething 
T'shovidn' оде you" 


Mn. Culpepper was ahnost in tears 
“Oh, мо ahe said to her maid, 
believe my husband is having an alinir 
wich his secretary 

"I don't believe i” snapped Mari 
Youre, je saying that to make me 
iran” 


s ol an exclusive 
country club walked into the women’s 
shower room and were shocked to see 
the lower part of а man's anatomy be 
hind the door of one of the shower 

lle. “Well!” said one of the ladies, 
: inly isn't my husband!” The 
опе added, ^He int mine 


And the third, the youngest of the 
three, said, "Hell, 
ber of the dub." 


А айс father is one who thinks his 
daughter has been a good girl Весли 
Se storms from а date with а Gideon 


Bible in her purse. 


in ê a ine ld dhe 
angry husband to a sympathetic 
Mod next to him nde 
"How do jou know?" the friend 
эзе, 
"She didn't come home Lat night and 
when I asked her where she'd been, she 


Sid she had spent the night Wi her 
sister, Shirley.” * 
E 


а liar. / spent the night wi 
her sister, Shirley." 


Have you heart any good ones lately? 
Earn an easy five dollars by sending the 
best to: Party Jokes Editor, т\л 
11: Superior St, Chicago Hl, moi 
In cose ој duplicate subminions, pay. 
ment will go to first received. No jokes 
can be returned. 


15 


PLAYBOY 


16 


HECTOR 


Mr. Owen's face fell. His disappoint- 


vehat flatly, “that’s 


affect me differ- 
ling up au him 
ny sex life rapidly approaching 
yours. Te may be today. lt may be to 
morrow. It may be the next day at the 
very latest. Whenever it is, they're going 
to meet like а couple of tenton truck.” 

"Docs it necessarily have to be as vio 
ent as all that?" he asked uneasily 
"Sounds sort of rough ко me.” 

"Tt will be rough enough. no fear." 
she replied, "There's something about 
you that arouses my most primitive im 
Mincis. I don't know what it is, but it 
makes me simply filthy. Feel ae if I want 
16 shock you out of your wits” 

“You have already,” said Mr. Owen, 
“and 1 don't even know your name.” 

Чез Honor Knightly,” she told lita, 

‘but people call me Satin because of my 
sin, FI show you dt er —а ог it, 
il you like" 

ог said Mr, Oven, а le terrified. 
"Only some. It is ike satin, though, all 
smooth and everything - 

"You don't know the half of it” she 
boasted. "ГЇЇ open your eyes to some. 
thing extra special in the line of skin! 

You're too good to me,” murmured 


Mr. Owen unenthusiastically, as he 
ht of the tremendous amount ol 
in he was slated to see on or before 


"Tm sure you most" remarked Mr. 
Oven. "But, tell me, Satin, do all young. 
ladies about here talk like you?“ 
"Oh, no.” the girl declared. "Most of 
them are not at all afraid of calling a 
spade а spade — perleetiy unrestrained, 


he suggested, 


admitted. “I like 


Silv you a decent dictionary" a 
suutioustooking gentleman inquired, 
E m de 


leaning. over the ‘counter towa 
said the girl briefly. "ML our 


dictionaries are indecent. Full of ob 


L" snapped Satin. 

"How about this опе?" 
She leaned over and whispered a word 
the man's car. 

‘What does it mean?” he asked in an 
‘Once more she whispered in the man's 


d" he sui, his eyes growing 
ое it mean all that?" 

" the girl replicd. Turning 
to Mr. Owen, who was curious in spite 
of himself, she added, "Now, if I wasn't 
а lady Г have said all that right out 
loud 

"Thank God you didn't." murmured 
the gentleman. "On second thought, 1 


(continued [rom poge 10) 


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WC eec el 

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cr ais iss ase kur 
sin а ee са 
ge ere ee 

oud be surprised Satin informed 
| 
Mure mo Бата па 
cres eio а 
Tre taken charge of the Pornographic 
E 

dud NV Mc ois tad 
dE 

Tic pa Баа sid un AE 
а Rus Sas ADR 
bumped 
m, 

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we PEE 
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ees 
ће won't give you to me.” the girl de 
ES 

A 
HV ie 
Er Ar AR, 


was awaiting his pleasure. As he pre. 
pared to follow the boy, he observed 
with some satisfaction the exp of 


irritation on Miss Honor Knightly’s un- 
deniably pretty face. 

"You haven't told me that word,” he 
кей at her amaliy. “You know, the 
‘one you whispered in the man's ear." 

‚Nor ahe replied. “Well, lean over 

Mr. Owen leaned over and waited. 
Why did he want to know? he wondered. 
His orderly mind assured him it was be 
‘cause she had told the other man. Was 
it posible be was morbidly jealous? He 
felt her breath fanni on his 
cheek. Her lips brushed the lobe of his 
car. Then her teeth seized it and, зо far 
as he was concerned, bit it of. In his an- 
guish Mr. Owen involuntarily released 
several of the dirtiest words he knew. 

“It was none of those,” she wld 
“And now you will never know; 


“How can you talk so clearly,” 
asked her huskily, "with the lobe of my 
саг in your mouth, or did you swallow 
iv” 

"How common you are" she re- 


Темен feeling 
followed the boy to Mr. Larkin' private 
осе, Here he was enthusiastically те. 
Ss and скотс up ш one Lr 
трем cocktail shakers he had ever en 
nk a lot of cocktails 
Nr. Larkin usured 
bin "OL бош. you диш. hole 

'o them you get quite drunk, but 
then, getting drunk, is ort ol ake, 100" 

Mi Oven received this surpriun 
sued of information мий a proper die 
play of interest as he accepted a plas 
{rom the hands of his partner. After he 
had swallowed йз contents he was in- 
dined to agree with Mr. Larkin. 

“And now," said that gentleman, Hk 
luncheon 


"мец," 
"Of course you will. There's a good 
chap. I know the loveliest calè. Simply 
teeming with women, Delightful won 
Adresses and whatnot. What not, in- 
deed? You know the sort.” 
Mr. Owen allowed himself to be cr- 


It was a friendly sort of day, with a 
fair blue sky overhead. Beneath it the 
boulevard gave the impression of run 
ning away ино friendly places. Other 
Arc И Mr Oven 
‘caught glimpses of spacious parks ant 
plazas and lovely, interesting buildings. 
Î seemed to be the sort of city he would 
hase built himself, had he been given a 
free hand. Even the theatres wore an 
especially attractive aspect. One an- 
nouncement read: "The only piece of 
‘loth in this show is the curtain.” An 
caer, play was called ш 4s We Are, 
and Mr. Owen, looking at the photo. 
graphs of the girls, decided they would 
be just like that in this wholly desirable 
meiropolis. He was very favorably im. 
pressed with everything. Delighted. 

Their progress was necessarily slow, 
owing to the wide acquaintance of Mr. 


Larkin with various ladies and gentle. 
men they encountered їп the coune of 


At length, they reached their destina- 
tion — а tafe of the Continental variety 
and threaded their way cautiownl 
among the tables, Mr, Larkin mode 

leasintly to various young ladies. 
PAt one table Mr. Owen wis intro: 
duced to a lady who in his exalted state 
impressed him as being the most bezuti- 
ful woman in the world. When he ex- 
tended his hand to take hers she deftly 
slipped her café bill into his, 

“Pay that and Im yours, 

а thrilling sort of voice. 

Mr, Larkin took the bill from the 
amazed Mr. Owen, scrutinized it closely, 
then clapped his hand to his forehead. 

"Do you mean for life?” he asked the 


she said in 


(continued on page 20) 


STAGS FOR FUN AND PROFIT 


vigorous shindigs to suit every budget 


мам, зв voun citm, lodge or fraternity 
treasury Tow? I the rent overdue? The 
liquor ЫП unpaid? Do you have to loot 

ick and Welfare Fund to buy clem. 
che decis? Or borrow from. the 
ril Account ta get all the brothers 
in the burlesque om Friday nighe? 

To a such a question i o answer i 
The treasury is even lower than Hilly 
Graham's opinion of King Farouk. 

Ofcourse there are the usual methods 
of raising money. You can increase the 
"lues but this won't help immediately 
(în face, never) because ali the members 
are in arrears and intend to say that 
vay, You cam throw a dance, but with 
the hundred bucks for the band and all 

eu won't clear much. You cam put on a 
bingo or à bridge party. You on гаће 
o's turkey. Or. like the eld. White: 
"opel Club за Chicago you can tun a 
Candidate for” mayor and solicit. cane 
paign funds 

Pretty маш! potatoes, fellows. In ac, 
по potatoes at all = peanuts 

ono hoten you want a surefire 
monej maker, onc that combines maxi 
mum p prof and 
low, low overhead? МИ right = throw à 
pae 
of. Fon ly known as 
“Sigs” are get-togethers designed o а 
peal to па ложа. men. Women ale 
телета excluded from them, at le 


article By say smiTH 


as spectators although some sneaky, un- 
principled females have Been known to 
бсш up im mens clothes and crash the 
ps 

Now, thee is» mistaken impresion 
that Stags arc sorachow low dow, boor 
5b. and vulgar. Not at all The ists 
tion of the Sag is older than the Doug 
ters of the American, Revolution amd 
more cultural than Rim Капакот or 
the Venerable Bede, Ишей, ше very 
name “Stag” is ol chiral derivation, 
Coming trom the hircocervas, or goat- 
Stag of the: Dionysian yuri. "Tic 
Roman festival of the Saturnalia. ele 
at the completion of the spring sowing. 
was a big мар pany, involving, wine, 
vila dancing, "уйир" Coarse and in- 
desea dal and various nga es 
intended to propitiate the Priapic e 

“The anthropologists point ut that 
the stg party I found ln every culture 


from the most primitive to the most 
highly developed. Among the Tarah 
mares of southern Mexico, the men are 


too baal 0 fore their mat 
rg without e sation o t 
Pany рш tern cor uer vo wi 
би ше Stayt et жош be ne Tar 
humanen 

p the Sp bas su a die 
cing locare hat itso be pc 
sco only i рыйк iras and fu 
‘ums of atura history, but mot police 


cers are 100 illiterate to realize this, 

“There are many deem wri al 
sag pardas, appealing to all types of 
masculine ыме, but in general they ЫШ 
imo four жабо 

1. The nunabout four eylinderforty- 
milei-ta-the gallon. Volkswagen Stag. 
One Ane as The Sines il 
a perfectly legal lide fraud to which 
Dey 4i E 
Teacher” philosophy profesor, or shop 
Steward. Vou soak everybody buck and 
don te en a danin thing, wo cen 
agree. They bring their own smokes 
ad provide Фен own степа 
frouping around the plano and bello 
пок male type songs about he tables 
down at Morcy the meet 
Sigma Chi and the halls of Me 


member the mademoiselle Irom Armen 
tse for a few vemen Some cup may 

around à couple of those Пије car 
{oon books featuring Tillie the Toller 
or Maggie and Jiggs in unusual but 
agrecable situations: And dats all, No 


refrestiments. No nothing. Get Ву or a 
(continued on page 51) 


17 


SUMMA CUM STYLE 


BY JACK J. KESSIE 


some unusual fashion-finds 
for the playboy-about-campus 


итэ ммимыя THAT тик PRIMARY function of clothing is 
Atl to keep you warm inthe winter and out of jail in the 
Summer. Beyond that, the attire you choose to wear is al- 
том at liem ss jour own imagination-especlly on 

Af an example, did you know that for three bucks you 
can pick up a genuine Alsa Mater athletic wore, he 
pouch of which caries your school colors in Waring rep 
Stripes? Loyalty and devotion to that degree leaves our 
Piles pounding just a lile quicker than before. 

Yes the campus if 2 good place to burst forth with dir 
tinctive originality im your choice of clothing. While its 
true that several of our benerknown eastern universities 
have been accused of being rather rigidly tradition bound 
concerning matters of atire, few will argue against the fat 
that it is to the Ivy Leaguers that we owe the current na- 
tional acceptance Ы the trim, tapered, naturel look in 
mer ting, Grate, we ae» double brandy in hei 

“This year, any playboy aboutcampus worth his Thunder 
bird will take full advantage of the New Freedom that i 
abroad in our land. You might start exercising your rights 
with a violently colored, bessebuttoned wool and cotton 
blazer jacke in a solid green with black-and-white sripings 
ог navy blue with redand-white strpings A somehit 
quieter blazer, woven of a deep blue woolen flannel, serves 
ha good knockabout jacket. IE you wich, sew your college 
ren over the brean pocket 

You can ollow bra with the een ide by prc 
a hox of university medsllin brass buttons. geld fred an 
Untarnühable. Included in the set (continued on page 32) 


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PLAYBOY 


20 


HECTOR (continued from page 16) 
She shrugged her handsome shoulders Mr. Owen signed the ЫШ, and 
ently Charles, stil smiling, with a 
"Nobody wants me for life.” she re generous tip provided by Mr. Larkin. 
plied, “Thank you." mid Madame Gloria 


"They might want you,” he declared 

gallantly, “but, my dear, only а few men 

could atiord to feed you. Is that just 

this mornings bill, or have you been 
yx here for years?" 

qu dropped in sd ick (hay. Cox 
"Just dropped in and felt thirsty. 
sok Gores nee Ed 
Thats ath 

"The way you soy it sounds cheap as 
din; Mr, Larkin said, retuming her 
smile with interest. "If. you hadnt let 
us see this bill we'd never have suspected 
you were sitting there filled to the scup- 

five quarts of champagne — of. 
Champagne, let me add. not to 
mention various other small bu costly 
temi" 

71 know,” protested the woman, “but 

we to act this afternoon." 
What in, a fre for all?" he inquir 
are you fortifying yourself for the 
entire horas Le M 

Oh, of coun.” retorted the woman, 
“if you don't care to pay it — " 

“ut we do," broke In МЕ. Owen. 

“You mean you do,” said Mr. Larkin 
and quickly pased the bill to Mr. 
Oven. 

“I don't know how much money you 
have." he observed, "but you'd be sim- 
ply mad to have as much as that.” 

Mr. Owen did not have as much as 
that And it vas such а nice day to. A 
man should have по end of money on 
such a day as this and in the presence 
of such a woman. He looked about him 
helplessly. Mr, Larkin took the bill and 
called for the captain. 

"Charley" he sid smoothly, “this is 
my new partner, Mr. Owen, Mr. Horace 
Owen — no. I mean Mr. Hector Owen. 
1 grow confused in the re of $0 
much beautifully concealed champagne. 
Anyway. it doesn't matter, They both 
begin with Н. Why did 1 call you, 
Charles?" 

Charles, who was evidently both fond 
of Mr. Larkin and quite familiar with 
his vay bowed and smiled quit hap- 
pily, 

“Has it to do, perhay 
sence of Madame Glo 

"Tremendousy, it has, 
Larkin. "The very woman herself. Now 
Nr Owen, my new partner, desire very 
much to sign her check. Не will sign the 
‘store's name and his own initials, H. O. 
Even 1 can remember them, As this bill 
stands пом, it is a worthless scrap of 
paver. Signed, it becomes even more so 
I it doesn't bring money, we may be 
able to ошб your stall. Is everything 
understood?” 
the captain replied with am 


1 


with the 
<< 


"And Mr. Owen gets the woman,” 
went on Mr, Larkin. "Remember that, 
Charles. She's his until bent with age 
‘This is a monolithic bill. Je makes one 
crawl to think of it. Sign, Mr. Owen, 
sign.” 


quest to Mr, Owen. “Tam your for 


1t was exceedingly indelicate, thought 


uu 5 
TE ка 
Koes the woman aM 


te at ap est he се 
plained to Madame Gl 

"Did you say up or off?" inquired Mr. 
DON. De ‘size of я be зайл A 
dia ону” He É 
epe. 
Ой yonr lends bak no he mi 

detect them hiding about in 
placz lor quie tone ine’ You've er 
па уди line of edic" 

"Then he turned qukkiy to Mr. Owen, 
“fe rally us go back how old man 
теза. 

“But I haven't had any lunch .. ." 

know Lie I hand But we ci pi 
wp a a by in the Delicmesen De. 


us a 
ROS 
ee 


men 

You refer to Satin, I take it Bot Im 
talking about food.” 

“Why,” asked Mr. Owen, who was just 
beginning to grow confused, "can't we 
eat here?” 

“Love to, old chap. Splendid cuisine. 
But Tim late for a fing beck at the 
store” 

“Fitting? You're being measured for a 
suig” 

"No. I'm measuring a customer for a 
coat” 

“You're measuring a customer? I don't 
understand. Is it customary for a store 
armer 10 personally messe сомот 


Nor mid Mr. Larkin, who was a 
ready walking briskly. "Only lady cus 
Sala And TU expect you v nd a 
helping hand." 

n 

But before he knew it, Mr. Owen had 
been hustled back to the store and Mr. 
Larkin was addresing а beautiful 
blonde customer. "Sorry to be late, 
madam. И you will just мер into that 
май enclosure, my ‘chaque and 
1 will take your measurements Tor that 
fur coat.” 

For a few minutes strange noises came 
from behind the enclosure. A series of 
iles, small shrieks and startled ejacu- 
lations filled the air. Customers of 
sexes paused and looked cnviously at the 
curtains, Even the sl эз accu 
tomed as they were to the enthusiastic 
methods of Mr. Larkin, did not remain 
unmoved. 

"My God came the voice of the 
blonde customer. “The way these men 
go about it you'd think they were meas- 
tring one for a pair of tights instead of 
а fur coat.” 

Presently Mr. Owen came staggering 
from the booth and stood outside mop- 
ping his brow with a handkerchief. 


“It's too much for me,” he admitted 
to a salesgirl. "I know nothing about 
measuring.” 

“Neither docs Mr. Larkin,” said the 
salesgirl. 


m not at all used to this sort of 


й rest, far 
ing him with ап їшї eye 
low you like to practise?" 

“му God," muttered Ме Owen, 
what а soret” 

Mr. Larkin came bustling. up 
‘Owen and the salewirl. He handed the 
girl а slip of paper on which some fig 
ures had been hastily scrawled. 

"Give this lady а couple of coats.” he 
sai, "Make the price right. It was worth 
it, These figures might help, but I doubt 
й I wasn't quite myself when 1 jotted 
them down. Charge them. And. 


оп your tes. 
“Î think I see what you mean.” res 
plied the girl. "Thank you very much: 
Mr. Larkin moved away with dignity 
and aplomb. "Lets collect Satin,” he 
and ask her to buy us a 

dem" 


‘And thus ended Mr. Hector Owen's 
first working day in his new occupation. 


Satin was quite amenable to buying 
the Меза, Larkin & Owen a drink 
That evening found her in their com- 
pany, seated ata table in the smart café 
they had recently vacated. Drinks had 
been consumed, and there werc pros 
of lots more. Mr. Larkin, against 
т. Owen's wishes, insisted on telling 
Satin the details of their adventure in 
the clé that afternoon. Concluding his 
ry amid gales of laughter, he aid, 
"And speak of the devil there's Owen’ 
Dow." For, sure enough, Mad: 

Фар Gloria had ened de ae 
lady, accompanied by several 
айз and gentlemen of her profession 
wearily seated henell at the next table 
‘This was unfortunate, for che moment 
Satin’s sadly bright eyes rested on Ma- 
dame Gloria and noted that she was 
, thcy began to snap and sparkle 
rously—venomously. The fact that 
Madame Gloria wav a truly beautiful 
woman, although perhaps a shade f 
did not solien the quality of Satin 
boule gaze. She had, however, the grace 
10 allow her enemy to seat пее before 


began Honor, her 
ipie unrclived by the lightest Inte: 
tion, “that this person owns you for life. 
What about i E 

Satin indicated this person by leaning. 
зо heavily against him that Mr. Owen 
found it wher to cling to his chair 
Пе than to be pushed off it to the 


Madame Gloria observed Satin with 
опе of her most perfectly refrigerated 
Catt: perfecily relrigera 
“Are you personally interested in the 
answer, my dear?" she inquired, 


"And 
that lets you out. This man is mine. Un- 
(continued on page 27) 


PLAYBOY 


we love to see that evening sun go down 


WOMEN WEREN'T REALLY menaren until 
the coming of that grand national free- 
Focal cial oor, 

Бейше Pesos, Бим hai been 
опелек affairs A woman might sneak 
into the side door of a saloon to have 
her pitcher filled with lager and then 
до home to drink i alone. More respect 
"ble matrons would be escorted by gent 
into the Ladies, Cale lor ап occasional 
ginger beer or port fip. During Prohibi- 
Чоп any girl who drank was, of course, 
a dangerous piece of sweetmeat You 
were extremely careful when you 
Brought her home a 

‘With repel, however, women ri 
loose like corks bursting in a champagne 
cellar. Crusty bartenders stood aghast as 
Women, alone or with men, boldly 
walked into bar, grabbed the prete 
and demanded exten dry Martinis From 
busy oftes, piris came home no to toll 
the knell of the parting day but to 
reach for the ite bucket instead. Hotels 
hastily set up restricted! men's bars in 
defense against that new female en- 


Groachment, the cocktail lounge. At the 
newly opened ladies sections of men's 
clubs, a fresh breed of nymphs hovered 
over their drinks busily telling the bar- 
tender just how much honey to use in 
а Bee's Knee and how much curacao 
vena into a Flying Dutchman 

While recognizing this as simply an- 
p copos de Matar de 
ing fatriarchy, the ш 
эп i lined o терні mid ишик 
with affection, for it has unwittingh 
played right imo his hands by tem 
а ncw-and very welcome—type of gi 

"This is the girl who's been to а few 
lively cocktail Paris in addition to the 
usual Ladies Literary Circle affairs. 
‘And, generally, the kind of cockt 


nen 
is бе type of bachelor girl who doesnt 
hesitate to invite a dozen friends to her 
own Ex. m ms x 
[pear nd 
Жыкы DESC HAN 
A girl who gives, and is given, code 


tail parties knows that the prime pur: 
pose of such events is mot to pay ой 
obligations in а mechanical way 
taut to ийише эз much active crc 
Ion as posible between the sexes, 
Wa he very fr round of drinks ae 
glimpses strange but incredibly potent 
Vibrations passing between the gill with 
the thick black bangs and the unmarried 
tach pro. ater tiem and 10. 
Sisters slide their hands into the 
Ban a lit peanuts ac te me tine 
While one end ol the мака celery А 
һай by the шин diverse teeth, The 
other end is Финска in the mouth of 
Ah Insurance broker, Even the lack 
‘woodman rom the Agricultural School 
Can be wen pamionaitly spreading a 
олус раме Оп toast for the aubum- 
ine ie ше уаш droat 
"As more people arrive and the party 
sails ino high pear, the room gradually 
Benne as crowded э the edo A 
slave diip-bot a great deal jolle. 
Crowded cocktail party a wonderful for 
Several reasons. The sheer number of 


BY THOMAS MARIO playboy's food & drink editor 


THE COCKTAIL HOUR 


PLAYBOY 


кор automatically prevents the а 

pearance of that elastic bore the Lite ol 

the Party. And the sheer maise of 

le taking at the tops of their voices i. 
ther wellknown species of 

ma. the Brilliant Comer. 


may not lead 
vedistely to a full-fledged petting ses 
sion, but enough prospecting, 
for infinitely varied future activity 
The cocktail girl isn’t a stereotype. 
You may give her ix or eight Stingers, 
thinking. thot each one will make her 
progresively more submissive, only t 
discover that the young ls has am 


almost unlimited tolerance or alcool 
While your own knees are buckling and 
Jour (еше "а ebbing You may hope: 


fully pick up the breezy looking young 
newspaperwoman who chain smokes ali 
day long only to омет that the 
cloudy drink she is holding is not ab 
inthe but merely lemonade and that 
she has been on the water wagon for 
Черин ten aree 1 
wer pedantry compels us to call at- 
tention to the women of the Mohave 
„ as described by Dr. George 
reux in the Journal of Alcohol 
5 One of the inflexible Mohave 
Customs decrees that "а woman who ac 
серв several drinks from a man thereby 
implicitly indicates her consent to the 
robable sexual consequences 
cian. But then the Mokaves are = 
primitive people. In our advanced. more 
genteel society, such implications must 
hor be read imo a lady's innocent ac- 
«рып of alcohol. Ву по means Ab 
solutely not. Ol toune. you may have 
diferent ideas on the subject: alter al, 
it’s your cocktail party. And rtavnoy, 
believing that eockuil parties are here 
to stay as long as there is a sardine or 
ап ounce of gin left in the world, here 
with ollers a few tips on converting your 
cocktail party from a mere ocasion to 

In making preparations for such an 
event De soc the fre insurance on your 
household effects has not lapsed. If one 
ol the invited guests inadvertently 
paces м» lighed cigar эрип your rare 

еа tapestry, it is important to se- 
cure proper indemnification. Be sure 
that all objects with a high center of 
gravity (uch as bridge lamps. ocea- 
sional tables, urns, umbrella stands or 
hat racks) are not within reaching or 
hurling distance of your guests. It is im- 

© that light fxtures be of the 
Sjpe that are securely tened close. to 
the ceiling rather than the low hanging 
чирене variety. 
lace glaw tops or marble tops on 
эй tables which are not alcohol pron 
И there is a large picture window in 
our quarter its prudent to build а 
ih scalflding alongside it. Finally. 
be sure that you have access to a good 
тор, mop bucket, towels, shovel and 
other find aid equipment. 

Ш you want to have as little to do 
with your guests as possible, act as your 
town bartender. ThE mechanics at take 
ing orders, remembering orders, mixing 
drinks. opening bottles, draining cher 
ries, squeering lemons and other chores 


will keep you so occupied you'll barely 
have time to greet your guest, let alone 
convene with them. However, if 
want to convene with them. (and some 
hosts do). it's a good idea to ask onc or 
пио friends 10 be the custodians and 
penscrs of liquor. Or, И you don't 
mind the expense, hire а bartender or 
a combined bartender, waiter and but- 
fer. Any good restaurant waiter knows 
how to mix simple drinks. Some 
you can hire one from a restaurateur il 
you are friendly with him. 
1U you're having а large cocktail party 
lor а single occasion, you can get your 
glassware, tables. chain. etc, hy either 
orto ing them or renting them from a 
regular catering service. И you give 
‘Cocktail parties frequently, you should 
naturally own the necessary equipment 
for this greatest of twilight sports 
‘When the cocktail party is a small 
informal anair im which four or six 
friends get together for a few slugs ol 
whiskey helore dinner. no major altera- 
tions are necessary im your furniture or 
мше Bu i fll taion iari 
ing, you must consider the grave matter 
of chairs. Kor a crowded xomeand о 
cocktail party, the best plan is to те 
move all chairs from the room. A no 
chair party discourages stragglers and 
‘unwanted overnight campers. Your cock: 
tail party will then be that rare kind of 
hour which is confined to sixty minutes. 
If, however. you are expecting the pret 
‚eibenden dr чау several boum, you 
should provide straight hack chairs lined 
up against the wall with an occasional 
table between chairs for ash trays and 
empty glass. Don't place any chairs or 
tables so that they interfere with the 
Wide най able between the walls 
mest important tat 
any ‘cocktail party a the glowware. 
Drinking a Martini out of = thin piece 
of crystal and drinking one out of a 
thick presed glass makes the same mix 
ture seem like completely different po- 
tions. You needn't buy the most expen: 
sive Steuben or Tiffany glassware lor a 
barrethouse party. Simply be sure that 
whatever glasses you select are of ane 
{ype and Uniform size. Ordinary clear 
white glasses, even the popular no-nick 
variety, are satisfactory, provided they 
are all the same size and style. Be sure 
the glasses are sparkling clean. On the 
bufet table the flames should be ar- 
ranged in mass formation upon a clean 
snowy white linen tableclot 
The vogue of cute personalized glasses 
is thankfully on its way out. Glasware 
‘with such hilarious mots as "Down The 
Rat Trap" or “Heres Mud In Your 
Eye” have lost their alleged charm and 
art gradually fing ther way into he 
Before arranging a cocktail party, 
check the following basic pieces ot bar 
equipment: ice bucket, ice crusher ог 
Shaver, ice tongs, long spoons for stir- 
ring, whiskey "ог measuring, 
sacs with a teat TN ounce pacity 
metal bar jigger, corkscrew (the self 
opening, heavy duty syle), paring knife 
ck. шз or metal сый shaken. 
Marin: pitcher, cocktail raiver (the 


баней, not the wire variety, bottle 
Feces, wee ит oer 

Tse fiat comuna if necessary ш pro 
tert your furniture, but more мане 
are the’ baee ficken ofthe 
proper sire co you hihi or old 
Litho planes 

One of the beat places for purchasing 
such equipment i restaurant or bat 
"apply howe The equipment in such 

acer wil not bc elaborate Du it will 
be solid. heavy duty material preferred 
by all professional bartender. 

The mos popular mixen wed in 
паљба inch plain water. sparkling 
(саване) water, and vom variety v 
a eee elit like ginger ale or Seven 
Up Тему drinkers wil demand а bor 
Hii water rather than the tap product, 
specially im toe cites where chlorine 
ied heavily, Bottled carbonated wa. 
ter asually аксу even та The 
dating rte 

On your shopping Int or the codo 
sail party, she. she following mon 
конот bar materials: marine stem 
hc, Marni oie. cha 
bien. sugar (buy the perf 
dere muga. uo die смела nor 
the granulated sugar), lemons, oranges 
and fimes. И any grent quantity af fru 
Juice й ceded, von may we the оеп 
а айю ican 
fever equal he quality lof res 
ae, Мы á 

As for ood there is only one guiding 

xincple. Millions of wies thie 

rs dear, cl hors doers 
cocktail smacks and сапар are soll 
Commercial prepared, Vou simply ak 
уоште are they decidedly salts, pep 
pery or piquant? 1 they are, they pur 
the’ und apparatus and thc this ар 
rates И Gy aren’ they преке and 
amen the appetie, For Joan sty 
Snctony lets quicken the tase Duds А 
раме wade of canned san, on the 
ther hand, derdens the appetite: Cenu. 
ine ramer back Seid a, red 
ith pepper, ses the juices wing, Or. 
diary bee ham keepa che juices par 


ТЇ you plan to serve canapes or hors 
oeuvres beforehand, either hot or col, 
and you vant them to be as showy as 
pone, you should buy dem already 
prepared In large cities especially, there 
Ме many caterers, restaurants or even 
асет that will supply them by 
the doren or by the hundred, He мит 
to place the prepared canapes on a large 
platter or way lined with a large lace 
Paper doi 

I you wam to provide your own cock- 


tail spreads, these can be bought in any 
fancy grocery store, Ара mber 
to avoid such bland concoctions as pea- 
nut butter, tongue puree or cream 


chee and pineapple spread. Do by all 
means me such items as Roquefort 
cheese spread, anchovy paste, smoked 
salmon paste, et. Remember that such 
spreads should be ice cold and should 
served оп the lightest and crispest 
crack or cts len. alae И 
you are using crackers, they must be 
opened fresh no more than an hour 

before the party begins. 
(concluded on page 58) 


he was a great jazzman--there won't be no more like him 


fiction 


wuts we мут Willy Jefenon, “King 
Jellerion, our band had already been 
owing his progres for over Ave years 
His records lcd to cause more Argo 
ment in our band than Stephen Стар 
pellys Hot. Four and the question ol 
ether the olin ought Rot to be 
morally disqualified a» а jazz instrument 
МИ we had to do was io put on some 
of King’s records and Ten to that 
trumpet and we would cmd up ty 
bringing im everybody from. Panas 
and Rudi Blei to Dave Dexter. Је 
‘Our whole band were juniors in hi 
school when they were combing t 


backwoods of Louisiana looking lor 
King. The 


next summer, when Bob 
ds finally found 
him, our band was playing its first book: 


THE KING 


BY JAMES JONES 


home ground as a 
nal ошй, We manufac 
Schmaltz for ten weeks in the pavilion at 
Seraphan Lake upstate for the dancers 
Ош high school music director led the 
ош. We had to put up with him be 
cause he yor the job for us He was friends 
with the owner aud also had the soft 
We came home from 
ur with 
ninds made up to all go together 
in а body to the same university so we 
to develop our band as. 

jite of the parents 
Bob Rhynolds was already making 
plans then to record Mister King. He 
started collections, via Down Beat and 
some others, to buy King а new horn 
and some teeth, And he wrote а couple 


ol articles about him for Down Beat, 
telling how at sixteen the old man had 
played second comet with Buddy 


(King) Bokden's Band; how, when they 
finally carted poor Buddy off to the nut 
ward, he had apprenticed himell to 
Freddy (King) Keppard, Buddy's suc 
cesar! how later, while slowdeveloping 
Joe (King) Oliver was still earning bis 
feed as a butler, he had on 
Triple Eagle 
himself the 
dynasty which would die with Joe Oli 
ver in а Savannah poolroom cleaning 
spitoons. And how finally, when they 
closed down Storyville in the First War 
to protect the virtue of the soldiers and 
sailors, he had disappeared off with a 
(continued on page 33) 


“You boys stick around,” King nodded. “1 going to play here 
pretty soon. They dint ask me, but 1 going to anyway.” 


25 


H 
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М 
В 
AS 


“Let's put it this way, Miss Frisbie: if this were the shoe department, 
we wouldn't come to work barefoot, now would we?" 


HECTOR (continued from page 20) 


derstand that—all of you, Нез mine. 
ОГ course, 1 don't want him much, but 
just the same, Im going to have him. 
‘One encounters new faces so rarely.” 
"Very well my child,” Mr. Larkin 
а in a fearfully soothing voice. 
"Excellent, excellent, my dear girl. You. 
take is faee and Madame Glorias can 
have whats left of him, although 1 very 
inuch fear that with her much won't be 
Jefe of him long.” 

"Come! Comet” muttered Mr. Owen 
inefiectually. then added, by way of em- 
has now = come, comet” 

No,” replied Honor firmly, utterly 
disregarding the weak objection of the 
gentleman under discussion, "FIL 
Tile use for his lace unless 1 find it 
necessary to slap it occasionally. I want 


“Couldn't some mutually satisfactory 
division of the man be arranged?" in- 
terposed Mr. Larkin, 

nc more Mr. Owen was moved ro 
objections as he gulped down a stron 
vds ре ng 


Why not draw and quarter me?” he 
E "From ihe way things are 
going, 1 might as well be hanging in 
Cold storage. Am 1 sine butcher's chunk 
to be sliced and hacked at the conven 
feng of two women? 

чї conversation jarring on 
тү artistic sensibles” put in Madame 
Gloria languidly. "Wy drag it out here 
of all places 

"Why ош at all?” demanded 
Mr. Owen in a shocked whisper. 

iow that we've started,” replicd Mr. 

Larkin, “it has to be dragged out” 

“What has?” mumbled Mr, Owen. 

“Ie” cried Madame Gloria dramati- 
cally. "Everything! We must know all, 
же all, and hear all." 

“Not about me, you don’t” exclaimed 
Mr. Owen. rising from the table. "Tm. 
leaving now. Ob, yes, am. Tm going 


right away.” 
а down!” 
don't 
vut ge much ss ман, Thin" 

“Do you think Im worrying about 
which one is going to do the dragging?” 
furiously interrupted the indignant 
man. 

"Will you please be will?" ihe girt 


demanded. “This matter must be settled 
here and now. Drug it out, say 12" 

“How do you men?" asked Mr. 
Owen, now thoroughly aroused. "Who. 
эге you talking to anyway?" 

"My good woman," explained Ma 
dame Сайа with voy malicious pa 
tience, "it has been settled already, this 
Није айай. Can't you ger it through 
jour silly head that E am his for lile and. 


e is mine 
уш tonat Ше intero а 
ману have im you? Mi 
5 to know. 
at hue already. For years још 


been олш yoursell all over town." 

ally,” protested Madame Gloria. 
“This is too insulting When I give my 
self w a man Т give snyself entirely. 
Everybody knows that.” 


"Everybody should,” Satin tossed back 
wich a smile. “That is, every able-bodied 
member of the male population, not to 
mention a few cripples. When you ghe 
yourself, Indy, you give yoursell like a 
ton of bricks!” 

Madame Gloria, not a 

пије offended. “Is that so?” 
“Yes, its xo^ Satin informed ber. 
"And here's something else: И he's yours 
~ he's not going to live very 


"f don't cate how long he lives” Mi 
dome Gloria replied most convincingly. 
“I wouldn't mind killing him myself the 
way ће sits there without a word to say 
n defense of the woman he owns.” 

“But, my dear lady" protested Mr. 
Owen. “you gave уон to me of 

your own free will.” 
m hats a rouen thing to у cried 
Madame Gloria. 

“Why get so technical, Gloria?” asked 
a gendeman at her table who was ob 
viously all for peace. “Frankly, 1 can't 
Ve uai cher E 


with bim at all.” 
replied the lady of 


"1 don either," 
ње stage, "bot that doesn't matter. Ies 
mot as И 1 belonged to rayelt 1 don't 
T belong now to my public I have that 
to think about, and my career, my repu- 
tation. Would le took well to ec im the 
pers “Gloria 

Дош that burn you up? Why, 
never lost a man to any woman” 

E wouldn't mind i so much,” the 
gentleman replied. "not when Jou сов. 
Зале he man 

“I Know.” went on the actress. "Hes 
samy a op and all that, bor 1 
dont want my public to get the impro 
Sion ‘that the Bint overipe tomato that 
omes along can drop in the lap ol one 
B my interests. 

AT e dane wll damned ry 

for all that” Mr. Owen exploded 
down another drink, "That 
i һа, ima те twice 
Тизе! you, hell!” exclaimed Satin 
"That Бебе део wollop ol an actes 
alld me а tomato ап overripe one, 
at that Ш it wasn’t her stock im trade 
Tu ver her clothes of” 

"Arc you afraid, my dear; asked the 
bedridden иойор sweety. “ihat my fig 
ure would put yours to shame?" 

Satin roe furiously and began to un 
hook her dees while ihe Мева Larkin 


loc Нег Man? 


к Owen beat Чу at her hands. 
"Come an!” she cried to Madame 
Gloria. “ГЇ wake your body look like 


a malconditioned cow's 


roudiy exhibited. a 
[hone cel o some wrong stomached 
patron. posed by Satin on his way 10 
the Küchen. Mauering her instinctive 
repulsion in the magnitude ol her rage, 
sie cna the make oye yl 
P expertly above her head, 
then gave ie with а БАБ motion to 
the acire. horrorxiven in her chair. 


"How do you like that round your 
meck?” Satin asked her, siting down and 
Гоа dipping ber Angers in a 
froh highball. then gulping it dawn 
considerably leu fastidiously. 

An ecl ® not so much a matter of 
character as iti of feeling, This is espe 
Silly rue of an cel wound round one's 
neck, One sy have no charter tal 
10 speak of and yet abject strongly о 
having. an cel like that Although Mar 
dame Gloria's character wax lar {rom 
коой, she һай every justification in 
зіне tha the ee way HO going tW 

һәй asked her how 

round her neck. Ma- 
ame Gloria was far too busy to give her 
an Individual anıner. However she did 
е э fairly convincing public prote, 
itinga piercing ем 
with both hands at her neck, only to 
Encounter cel. Immediately she иштей 
another ream and decided she would 
Father be strangled to death than rik a 
Similar experience. Ther ne 
moved her hands impotent in the air 
and from time to time made noies. Mr. 


“How can people think up such dings? 
Just imagine — an cel round one's neck. 
What retribution!” 

But by this time the el was по longer 
round the fair neck of Madame Gloria. 
"The eel was in quite а different quarter 
of the lady. ft had slid down the neck 
O1 her dress in the general direction of 
her stomach, where it was much worse 
a oniy er iteli but bo or Madame 

loria, People who have had eels in 
od places claim that an cel on the 
stomach a if anything, mare andes 
A tha ie sin eel oe mi, 

Such people would have experienced 
то сину in getting Madame Gloria 
do мйшайе па their vicwe In ihe past 
she lad clecribed many a 
the abandon of her dane 


restraint she had exerted over her move 
ments and did some really shocking 
things with her tono. At various tables, 
patrons unacquainted with the circum- 
Sans lading up to the gratuitous 


demonstration, cheered the gyrating 
woman on to even mare devastada 
deavors. For the frst time in her lile 
Madame Gloria мак deaf to applause, 
Jt was not until the cause of her anguish 
fell with а moist Пор at her feet that 
she desisted from her abdominal revolu- 
tions and rushed shrieking out of the 
cafe, After her trailed her party, leavin 
Satin and her horrid weapon in ful 
posession of the feld. 


Madame Gloria had departed, und the 
first round had gone to Satin, yet deep. 
in the heart of the actress burned an in 


tense desire to rehabilitate herself in the 
eyes of her audience to which she owed 
зо much. And she swore to herself that 
ata time no later than that night would 
she awer her rights to the body and 

(continued on page H) 


PLAYMATES 


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this College Issue of 
PLAYBOY, so wo asked 
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о double chance ot pick- 
ing the Ploymate of the 
Month. Hal's setting wos 
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person of one Hector Owen. She would 
watch for her opportuni 

“Now,” said Honor Knightly, looking. 
coldly upon Mr. Owen, “you're mine 
tooth and nail, Make no mistake about 
that. If it hadn't been for your cowardly 
vacillaion all this would never have oc- 
curred, You've succeeded in making me 
extremely nervous and jumpy, you and 
your horrid old eel between you" 

"It wasn't my ecl in the first place,” 
disclaimed Mr. Owen. "I wouldnt li 
finger for all the eels in the world." 

‘Oh, no!" shot back Miss Knightly in 
а nasty voice, "Well, what would you do 
for this one?" 

With a vicious lunge she recaptured 
the fallen cel. Once more the air whis- 
Чой ак the Mashing body became the 
radius of a circle. Patrons at nearby 
tables buried their heads in their arms 
and waited for the inevitable crack. For- 
tunately for her intended victim, but 
not so for an unknown drunkard, the 
eel escaped her clutches and landed 
without warning in his soup. Drunk as 
he was, the man had enough sense left 
to know that he had not ordered eel 
with soup on it or soup with ecl in it or 
eel in апу other form. Therefore, 
ting the worst interpretation om thi 
sudden appearance of reptilian life in 
the first dog he had attempted to eat 
for days, he broke into a cold sweat and 
collapsed to the floor, where he lay call 
ing on God until dragged off by the 
waiters, Henri, the head deity of the 
café, approached Mr. Larkin's table and 
deferehtially registered а mild objection. 

"Is it,” he said, more in the nature of 
а suggestion than a request, "that the 
cel, you could let him rest tranquil for 
а small lile? To our patrons he is more 
than enough already. 

"Count me among the strongest obj 
tors, Henri” Nr. Larkin replied 
feeling, "I think irs simply disgusting 


зо wrong with a litte cel?” 
asked Satin. 

“T can't begin to tell you.” Mr. Larkin 
replied, "As Henri says, he is simply 
more than enough. Please, Henri, hurry 
back with at least two quarts of cham- 
pague, And keep all eels away from 
this young lady. es not her fault. Its 
а weakness — like a red Mag to а banker, 
or is ita bull? I'm forever getting them 
mixed — bulls and bankers, you kno 
Not red flags. Anyway, what does 
mater? And Henri, for God's sake, draw 
а sheet over the body of that cel, either 
dead or exhausted, on the table. He is 
doing no one any good where he is. He 
is an cel the most depressing, is he not, 
my old?” 

My old, with a dazzling smile, showed 
the stult that was in him by departing 
with the cel mercifully swathed in a 
tablecloth, Mr. Larkin breathed а sigh 
of relief and beamed upon his compan- 
fons. “What a lot of things life is Tull 
of," he observed, "and what а lot of 
Tiquor we arc" 

“And we're going to get even fuller." 


(continued [rom page 27) 


glosted Satin, "and then Im going for 
him in a big way.” 

‘Once more Mr. Owen braced himself 
against the pressure of her body. The 
tation was growing serious. By the 
time they had completed the ruin of the 
first bottle of wine he had formulated a 


“Win?” demanded, Honor. 

"Is that necessary” he asked, elevat- 
ing his eyebrows. 

Mr. Owen had been absent less than 
five minutes when she sprang to her feet 
and ied а paming wie. 


"Where's 
manded. 

"You're а lady." the waiter informed 
her, "Its another room, madam.” 

‘AL this moment I'm not a lady," she 
told hin. "And what is good enough 
for a man is good enough for me” 

“I know, madam.” said the waiter, 
who evidently had ideas of his own on 
the subject. "I's maybe all right for you, 
but what about the men? Are they to 
enjoy по at 

Al s man's s man,” declared Honor, 
“he shouldn't want to enjoy privacy 
with а goodlooking girl about Anyway, 
T don't want to annoy your blessed men. 
1 merely want to stand outside 

"Very good. 
“but 1 don't sce what thats going to get 
you. All the way back to the right” 

Satin hurried away and took up her 
position by the door where she stood 
her ground in spite of the curious 
lanes of various pentlemen in 
And out. After she had waited what she 
Considered was a resonable time she 
sent for Mr. Larkin. That gentleman 
appeared. 

You're the most restless woman to 
take places” he “Never a 
moment's peace and quiet. И it isn't an 
eel its a men's room. What won't you 
be wanting next?” 

“1 want that partner of 
grated. "And 1 want him quick. 1 don’t 
re what he's doing. You go in there 
and tell him И һе doesn't snap out wi 
a click ГИ go in and drag him out” 

Mr. Larkin departed on his mission, 
only to return within a few minutes a 
much puted man. 

“He's not there,” he sid. “He's not 
in the men’s room.” 

Satin made a dash for the door, but 
Mr. Larkin held ber back. 

“Think!” he cried. "Think of what 
you're doing.” 

“1 1 can stand the Pornographic De 
partment,” she retorted, “a men's room 
Should be chiks play to me" 

y Bet the men ake it quite ser, 
assure you." he protested. "Am 
ME Sion Ed 

Then where is he?” she demanded. 

“Gone,” said Mr. Larkin. “To а hotel, 
perhaps: 

РА standup, eh?" muttered Satin. 

ТЇЇ cook his goose. Let me out of here.” 

With a sigh of relief, Mr. Larkin 


‘men’s room?" she de 


У she 


watched the girl hurry from the café, 


Mr. Owen did not know the frst 
thing about this city into which he had 
so recklessly thrown himself. He was not 
even sure that he had made good his 
‘escape. Had he seen the closed! automo- 
bile draw up in front of the hotel ino 
which he dodged he would have been 
somewhat skeptical on the point. And 
had he seen Madame Gloria, her fair 
face set in lines of grim determination, 
emerge from the car and sequester her- 
self in the lobby of the hotel, his skepti- 
cism would have increased to the convic- 
tion that from the trap he had crawled 
into bed with the trapper. 

A lios time after these two seemingly 
unrelated arrivals the hotel was treate 
to а third. Satin, with blood in her ey 
and champagne almost everywhere else, 
rushed impetoously through the wide 
doors, caught sight of Mr. Owen's un- 
assuming back, and ducked behind the 
nearest convenient chair. This happened 
to be occupied by а nervous gentleman 
whose sole desire in life was to be let 
alone. Satin was breathing hard. Feeling 
а draft on the top of his head the gen- 
deman reluctantly put on his hat a pre- 
‘aution which annoyed him а Вие 
‘owing to the existence of a headache 
directly beneath it. The draft ceased, 
but the sound of wind — small, sell. 
contained and irrtatingly spasmodic 
wind —continued. Satin bad been cover- 
ing considerable ground, Beneath her 
fine upstanding chest her lungs were car- 
ping on. Thé gentleman's annoyance 
increased. He arose and peered over his 

“Why are you breathing on me?" he 
demanded. > y 


"Got to breathe somewhere," the girl 

кч gia 

“But not on me,” 
firmly. 


said the gentleman 


Koc put oh my a ee 
Сы 
ге a 

een пр mid өні, "Do you 
a E oan 


"The gentleman considered this posi- 
bility dispassionately 

T wouldn't mind,” he told her at 
Int, “Berto get it over once and for 
Fri 

"Ive finished panting now,” she as 
sured him. "Do me a bit of a favor, and 
ТЇЇ send you a dirty book.” 

"How did you know 1 like dirty 
books?” asked the gentleman in some 


У retorted Satin, not 


ing. 
Mean 1 look dirty?" demanded the 
“No” explained the gi 
“Just nasty. You know how. 
"How dirty is this book?" inquired 
the gentleman, deciding to let the point 
rest 


impatiently. 


“Have we time to go into all that 


now?" expestulated Satin, "Its got ріс. 
PHP (continued overleaf) 


PLAYBOY 


HECTOR 


iN righi,” saîd the man. "Here's my 
‘ard. Don't forget the book. What do 
you want me to do?" 

"See that chap at the desk,” she told 
htm. “He seems to be having some trou- 
ble. Find out what room they give him 
and let me know.” 

The gentleman departed in the direc 
tion of the desk. Satin turned her back 
und stood looking out on the street. 

Mr. Owen was experiencing no Пије 
dificulty with the clerk, a man of ap- 
parently the loosest morals and the most 
astonishing, propositions. Had the escap- 
ing partner known that he was endeav- 
oring to book accommodations at 
city’s most modern hotel one whi 
insisted om providing everything that 
woul wake Tor the Comfort and enter. 

ests, he would, per- 
ма have teen o ar at sca! As 
stood, however, and in his some- 
Yat confused mental condition, he vas 
having a hard time in battling against 
she Pie wagon ote cl 

“1 don't want to talk 10 you any 
more,” he sid at last to this puzzle 
individual. “You seem able to think of 

ily one thing. Will you please send me 
Someone else = someone wih some faint 
conception ог propter 

Another clerk smilingly appeared and 
prened twit vo ME Oven 

“Anything I can do for you, sir?” he 
asked in a confidential voice that gave 
Mr. Owen little hope. 

"Yes" he answered wearily. "I want 
а room and bath” 


(continued from page 34) 


“There's no scientific basis in fact 
that a man should sleep alone,” replied 
the derk. 

“Is there any that he should sleep 
double?” asked Mr. Owen. 

“No” admitted the derk, “but it 
see more natura” _ " 
"Т didn’t come here to argue,” sai 
Mr. Owen. "АП I want is a room and 

bath” 

^I know." said the clerk, growing a 
little impatient himself, "And all I want 
ito get pou to commit youre o some 
rewonable arra 


Mr. Owen shot back, 
ving the clerk a little some 
link about. 


the pen through his 
Sie oan eee 
ling. We've never had one of those, 
тЫ 


“W's a new one on me." he said at 


it 
you get 
"night be 2 good thing for us to know.” 


"Two of what?” asked Owen unwisely. 
“Two of women,” replied the clerk. 
javen't you any rooms without 
omen?” Nr. Owen asked rather оре 
sly, 
"None for gentlemen, зй 
clerk bi 


sive policy, you see. The hotel 
accomodations for certain members of 
‘our indigent female population while 


they in turn provide companio 
our male gue, We consider 
teptionally sensible arran 

ET don't Know how sensible it i” ob- 
served Mt. Owen, "but it certainly is 
von and imo” 

"Not песемагйу, you know." replied 
the cle, "Some men enjoy being read 
to, or waited on, or entertained In var- 


ip for. 


Ive been able o eam of this own, 
ple seem to think of only one form of 
поне? 
Tat holds for every tow 
replied philowphicali, 
find it so. The only dillere 
this town and others is ihat here we 
make a virtue of what they make a vic 
“А startling conception,” admiued 
ми, Oven. "locat anyone ever sep 


Vent on. "Yon et me tk to the 
women: ГИ explain it 10 them. “Teint 
ine to handle diem all right. You go on 
up to your room, and ГЇ ace what can 
be done about и. Don't worry. And by 
the’ way" here be paused. again and 
Каса onfidentally ver to Mr, Owen 
"Shen you have a ийе woman, 
what do you do with the other one?" 
“Chloroform her mid Mr. Oven 
rich. "Or put her in a шай jacket” 
‘Without al word, but looking many, 
the lerk handed 2 key 10 room 707 16 
the waiting page boy amd a few mo- 
menus Later Mir. Owen was elevated by 
ЧО hi rom om he eser loon. 
"For you sir,” mid the boy, opening a 
door 10'a bathroom. then adde, lacon 
Жа, opening a door on the other side 
ч the qoom. "This bath is lor your 
"There'll be no women." replied Mr, 
Oven. "Whats behind those ther two 
p 
"ness, probably,” replied the boy. 


“They belong to the rooms on either 
side of this one. They can easily be un- 
locked sir, should you desire larger quar- 


a lot of privacy” 
"What about the women?” asked the 


1! ring for them, 
ınetiınes they don’t even wait for 
that.” the boy remarked. “И you ask me, 
this place is a hotel in name only. Never 
saw such goings on." 

Mr. Owen regarded him nervously 

“Bring me a whole, full boule of 
Scotch" he said at last. “Em going to 
make aıysell so that 1 won't know that 
there's such a thing as a woman within 
RD " 

“из the only way" approved the 
page boy, departing with ВВ tip. "Some. 
times we have to drag our guests out by 
sheer force, the women take such a fancy 
to them, Its hard to work with women 
= they don't follow any rules 

When the boy had gone, Mr: Owen 
walked to one of the windows and stood 
looking out over the city. Was every: 
body Bappy in this city, Mr. Oven won- 
dered, or was this only a superficial 
amour such as any city could show? 
He fet inclined to doubt it As far a5 
he had been able to discover during the 
short time he had been there the entire 
populace seemed to be much more in- 
terested in the way to enjoy life than in 
bow to eam a living. This was how 
things should be, yet never were 

Boy, entering with the bottle, 
and a bucket of ice, interrupted Mr 
Owen's musings, He was шей and 
needed а drink. He took several and no 
longer felt tired. 

ТЇ want the largest box of dhe largest 
cigars in the house,” Mr. Owen told the 
boy. "And I want some very large 

"eric" mid the bo 

"Yes sir,” зай apparently not 
surprised by such an order That hi 
Key makes а body feel that way.” 

Mr. Owen was pleased to note that, 
in his intoxicated condition, tme 
seemed to have no meaning. This he 
considered excellent, “Nasty old thing, 
time,” he muttered drunkenly. The boy 
reappeared in what seemed no time at 
a 

“Thane certainly are bip matches and 
eyen cigars” he told the boy. 
Where did you get sach big matches 

hey must be all of six inches 


ык mach but the nor e Dl 
ig matches but theyre not the Dies 
matches. és ad 
"No mid Mr. Owen, "Have you 

ever eg bigger ones. 
sc sele de boy, "Out in the 
country they make ‘em 30 long a wan 
hast climb а tre t ike one on the 

seat of his pant 

"e that 507° replied the astonished 
Owen, thinking He understood, then 
suddenly realizing he did nor. "How 
does that help?” he added "How can he 
Strike a match on the wat of hi trousers 
(continued on page 13) 


THE TAMING 


OF THE RAKE 


а tragedy in five acts, namely: doris, blossom, louise, veronica and ann 


‘And intoxicated with love 
1 left ту home 
And roamed over ull the valleys ond 
woods. 
Her hir was dark and curled 
ind her eyes mirrored open skies, 
And passion and affection gripped me. 
(Prologue. The Tales of Hofman: 
Joles Barbier) 
NAVAL AIR STATION 
ОРА LOCKA, FLORIDA 
June 19, 1946 


DEAR NUE, 
rs as good a time as any to write to 


you, 1 suppose; lat night 1 was out 
Walking naked in the зоб Florida night 
pare of 


air through the more sedate 


oncom 

mt were enough to make a day of 
йш around the barracks a welcome 
change. 

"This is lovely country down here; the 
liquid splendor of the summer nights 
wien dhe orange bosons perfume the 
Air is something akin to а poets dream 
f Greek. iland in the Acgean Sen, 
The world here seems to awaken only 
in the early evening. During the day а 
sommolescent torpor envelops the whole 
Sir bue, but in he evening not a single 
sailor seems to stay on base, for the soft 
ait that blows in from the everglades 
brings a gentle hint of impending ad- 
venture, a promise that a certain erotic 
Something is there waiting for us and 
that we only have to walk out into the 
night to find it. In the face of every 
sailor who pases through the main gate, 
crisp and fresh in his white uniform, 


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tof. whi knew that Tiny's 
Baise date ould le 


that Tiny has lately blesed it wi 
it carried us cast оп Seventy-Ninth 
Street, Tiny grinned at me with that 
mouthful of disorderly teeth and told 
me of the evenings expectations. He 
had lately had the good fortune to de- 
velop the friendship of a girl whose 
her was away and whose father, a 
iroad f, was home only every 
third day. But there was a sir 
ter, Doris, whose attention it would be 
my duty to divert, and Tiny inferred 
that I could be rather free in my choice 
of diversion. 5 
The house was a stucco affair, on ihe 
of Coral Gables, with only a wat- 
tering of neighbor houses. There was a 
rad bar uninhabited street that ran a 
behind the house and, for the 
sake of discretion, we parked the car 
there. As we parked we noticed that the 


fiction BY ANSON MOUNT 


adjoining vacant lot had been freshly 
plowed all the way to the back yard of 
the house where the giris were waiting 
h was a 
About ele 


his girl were in the back bedroom, dis 
‘cussing ancient Persian rock formations, 
ond Tod I жю парни Dori wi 
juiet and I was im 
ne of my war hero stories when there 
‘was a sudden fall of footsteps on the 
front porch and a hand jiggled the door 
knob as though it expected the door to 
be unlocked. Then there was an impa- 
tient knock, 
in We looked at each other; 1 saw terror 
“Tes Daddy!” she said in half belie, 
"He's back early." 
1 didn't have time to ask questions 
1 began grabbing my clothes up oll the 
lor. 


"Jan fes minutes, honey? 1 b 
as Í slipped my bare feet into my shoes. 
"Just give us Ave minutes.” 

1 didn't even slow down as I ran 
through the back bedroom. All I said 
was, "Come on. Tiny” and I didn't 
need to elucidate, either. Belore 1 was 
суеп out of the kitchen door he was 
right behind me, his arms wrapped 
around a disheveled wad of clothes and 
muttering "Jesus Godi” under his 
breath. 

Outside it was as black as the base- 
ment of Hell and we couldn't exactly 
see where we were going, but we were 
Tunning like the devil to get there, 1 


PLAYBOY 


had а short head start on Tiny when we 
f it the back yard, but he had more 
milesperhour per pound last night 
"liam any Ist man Lever saw. 1 had jux 
seen his big buttocks pull past me like 
an expres train and hc was digging in 
Tor a good long run when he hit that 
damned clothes line. It caught him un- 
der the chin and his feet few up in the 
эй, and articles of nautical clothing 
were scattered over a twenty loot tret 
ol grass, While he was groaning and 
picking ime up of the gni and 
retrieving his clothes, I was laughing so 
har I could handy et my pats ор, 

He had found only about hal his 
clothes when we heard the back door of 
the house open and slam shut, and we 
took off again like a couple of scared an. 
telopes We had just gotten up our full 
speed again when we hit that damned 
nen 
in а freshly plowed held when you ex- 
pect to hear the belch of a shotgun at 
your back any moment? Its like one of 
those nightmares when you fee for your 
life but your legs will hardly move. 

When we finally reached the car. 
winded and existe, there was a wi 
melee of searching through Tiny's 
det the loc the tion Voy a 
then after we found it we didn't think 
he engine would ever мап. In a few 
ninutes, though, we were barrelling 
hell bentforleather up Biscayne Boule 
vand and 1 was getting into the rest of 
my uniform. Tiny was talking so exci 
саћу and was so intent on his driving 
that we were waiting for the light w 
change at Flagler Street before he sud 
denly looked down at himself ard real 
fred that he was sitting unclothed im 
the middle of downtown. Miami. 

1 was talking to Tiny this morning at 
breakfast: we are both afraid to go back 
to see the girls to find out what hap- 


So it goes, Buz old boy. Keep the 
home fres burning back there in Nat 
cher, and good Tuck with the draft 
бозга. 

Your old buddy, 
ps 
омуте or тик sour 
земли, TENNESSEE 
JANUARY 8, 1948 
a на 
jour prollered pity is so, much hog 
ah; for an astute gentleman who 
y good whiskey, your judgment is 
ably inaccurate. 
On die contrary, we have better ac 
‘ce to the more froliciome morsels here 
in Sewanee than you have on your eed 
‘campus, Such indulgences as women and 
beer are reserved largely for weekends, 
when several surrounding girls schools 
“йет up abundant feminine fodder for 
ош parties and dances, Thus, the week 
is reserved for such necessities as mathe- 
matics and sleep. 

And more important is the fact that 
we сап escape any serious convention 
‘with our dates. Nothing is so futile as a 
political discusion with a fetching fresh 
man. and sooner or later, И you go ta 
Cases with her, even the most adoring 


aymate will expect you to tlk to er 
DEIN 

‘Another advantage le that: southern 
gill schools scm io эшип students 
ho hase jux enough intelligence t di 
gest thei ood, and the lack of male 
Esmpetidon in the classroom keeps diem 
front iing to higher profundiies. On 
Че ae econ when your dite doe 
try to get сонеті on you, she can al 
Vip be added with a hot of whiskey. 

"As йш point In my day, L will sip 
memorizing lora mathent the names dí 
all the bumps and holes on а cat skull 
and tll you the history to date of my 
teu эпкин conspiracy 

lomom i the daughter o a family of 
pre Civil War eminence who lives in a 
роста War home in Chattanooga, 
And abe goes t school in a Richmond, 
Virginia Insitution for the manufacture 
af Southern Belles. 

he detain dec wem 

to sink in. 

Her folis are iromided descendams 
of the Old South 


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brought along was excellent; the moun 
po re recon ы шш 
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Mur d pice DLP 
em wh 
BE SE 
nooga, and there I ош, bag in 
hand, to find good Tommy waiting 
Fee df Fons wig 
Sip Cy tk шын 
ой the tires geuing to the Union Station 
in Chattanooga and I ran on to the plat- 
EE self mean 1 par 
Kets epee a de 
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ae der an er ernie 
Se 
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and the Pullman porter, whom 1 
already bribed, near croaked 
while he tried to keep a straight face. 


schol the day before у 
thee to ice Her of ox te tn, бш 
farewell was a tender and poignant 
scene; we were both shy and embar- 
Tamed in front of her parents and we 


performed just enough awkward pauses 
and nervous fdgetings to make the scene 
Convincing. Out of the corner of my eye 
Там her mother suppress а smile and 
whisper, “Isn't that sweet?” to Papa. 

Y mentioned a lab period 1 was going 
то be late for at school, apologized for 
having to rush off, and left a few min- 
utes before the train pulled out. Tommy 
тап through a couple of red lights, but 
ће got me out to the north side station 
tere the train саше around the 

The sherry and dhe scenery and the 
geological discussions were even richer 
than before. 

T just flew back from Richmond this 
morning, and here 1 am memorizing the 
nomenclature ol a cars skeleton. The 
intellectual Ше is bleak at times; the 
something dreadfully supertiuous about 
earning anatomy from à textbook. 

‘Well, hit the books hard, old dog. ll 
sce you in Natchez, and we'll combine 
‘our jollity to belabor the old town out 
‘of is doldrums, 


As ever, 
say 


143 puis ave. 
paran, мазин 
Arat 4, 1950 

пили nur, 

Well. 1 fmally got rid of Louise: and 
for good, too. 1 was kinda sorry to have 
to play such a dirty trick on the girl, but 
the situation had been intolerable for 
such а Tong time that 1 was willing o 
uy anything. Anyway. she will never 
Know what happened to her. so the 
Machiavellian methods Т used don't 
really matter. 

Sounds like quite а trick, getting 2 
ome one of your hair without even 
lewing her know how it happened, 
doct i? Well, 1 don't take credit for 
ic) that diabolical thinking machine I 
have for a roommate came up with this 
‘one. That fellow should have lived in 
the worl af Lous XIV. He would have 

n a sensation among the intrigues ol 
the French lon. o 

My parents were to blame for the 
whole messy situation, anyway, so 1 let 
them bear the shock, Ever since Louise 
and 1 were babies there has been a plot 
‘foot between our families to gently 
туйо us nto marriage Seems anr far 

ts went to college together and have 
been boom buddies ever since. I'm not 
really angry with my folks for presus 
to decide my glandular destiny for me 
at such an early age: how were they to 
know that Louise would grow up to 
look like a Belgian draft horse? 

When we were kids we lived on the 
same street and we played football an 
ent to school and Look baths, together 
She was the best friend 1 had. Then the 
rising sap of puberty went coursing 
through my veins, and things have never 
been the same since. 

T thought the worst was over when 
her family moved to Memphis a [ew 
years ago, but my folks would never say 
Фе. Up at Sewanee 1 would make the 
mistake of mentioning a brewing frater- 

(continued on page 60) 


"You shouldn't have too much trouble catching him. He 
was pretty pooped when he left here.” 


THE LOVELY MaReHioness de Rennedon 
was mill asleep in her dark and per 
fumed bedroom, 

In her soft, low bed between sheets 
‘of delicate cambric, fine as lace and са- 
ressing at a his, she was sleeping alone 
and tranquil, the happy and profound 
Sleep of a divorced woman. 

ae vas awakened by oud voices in 
the drawing room and she recogni 
her dear friend, the Baroness de Gran- 
gerie, who was disputing with the lady's 
aid because the latter would not allow 
Ber to о ino the marchiones room 
the marchiones got up, opened the 
door, drew back the door hangings and 
showed her head, nothing but her fir 
head, hidden under a cloud ol hair. 
“What is the matter with you that 


She got 
back into her bed, while the lady's maid 
opened the windows to let in light and 
air. Then, when she had left the room, 
the marchioness went on: “Well, tell me 
what itis 

Barone de Grangerie began to сту, 
shedding those pretty bright tears which 
make women morc charming. She sob 
bed out without wiping her eyes, х as 
mot to make them red: "Oh, my dear, 
what has happened to me is abomina- 
ble, abominable. T have not slept all 
might, not a minute, do you hear? Not 
a it, Here, just ee how my heart 
is beating." 

And. taking her friends hand, she 
put in on her breast, оп that frm, 
round covering of women’s hearts which 
often sufices men and prevents them 
from seeking heneath. Mer heart was 
beating, violently. 

She continued: "It happened to me 
yesterday during the day at about four 
o'clock—or half past four; Т cannot say 
exactly. You know my apartments, and 
you know that my little drawing room, 
Where 1 always эй, looks on to the Rue 
Saint-Lazare and that 1 have а mania 


Ribald Classic 


and 1 was not thinking of anything, 
simply breathing the fresh ай. You re- 


member how fine it was yesterday! 
“Suddenly 1 noticed a woman sitting at 

the window opposte-a woman in red 
was in mauve, you know, 

mauve comme. | did not know the 

woman (a new lodger, who had been 


there a month, and as it has been rain- 


all. One might have said that they knew 
of her presence by some means as they 


or else: “How dare you!” 
“You cannot imagine how funny it 


was to see her carrying on such a piece 
ol work, though after all it is her regu- 
lar, business. 

"Occasionally she shut ihe window 
suddenly, and 1 saw a gentleman go in. 
She had caught him like a fisherman 
hooks a fish. Then 1 looked at my watch 
and I found that they never stopped 
longer than [rom twelve to twenty min- 
utes The whole procedure fasci 
mel 

“I asked myself: “How does she mam 
age to make herself understood so 

icky, vo well and so completely? Does 

he add a nod of the head or a motion 
of the hands to ber look? And T took 
my opera glasses to wa proceed. 
ings. They were very simple: first of all 
а glance, then a smile, then a sight 


backward nod of the head which meant: 
“Are you coming up? But it was so 
slight, so vague, so discreet, tat it re 
э great deal of knack vo succeed 
And asked р wo 
der it 1 could do it as nicely as sher 
"1 went and tried it before the look- 
ing glas and, my dear, 1 did it bener 
than she, à great deal better! 1 was ет 
chanted and resumed my place at the 
NT body more ther 
“She caught nobody more then, poor 
p nobody, She оны ad nd hc 
must really be very terrible o cam 
ones bread in that way, terrible and 
‘amusing occasionally, for really some ol 
these men one meets in the street are 
Er diat they all " 
"Alter that they all came on my side 
fof the road and nonc on hers; the sun 
had turned. Then came one after the 
pray, white, 
1 sw some who looked very nice, really 
very nice, my dear, far better than my 
husband or than Jour! mean tham 
your ls husband, as you have got your 


ssid 10 myself: ICT give them the 
ipud, vill hey тойсо mer 1 a 
Polis tesla? Аш] ue а 
wich a mad longing to signal them. A 
Terrible longing: you know, one of those 
longings ии one cannot reum! T have 
some ike that оссамовайу. How sill 
Sch things are, don't you think vo? 
Believe hat we women lave the souls of 
monkeys 1 have been лом (and ie wat 
э psi who wold me) rhat the brain 
а monkey й very like ours OF coure 
Se mea inline someone or oe: We 
Tite ош husbands when we love 
them during the fre monis alter our 
marriage, and then our lovem our Ic 
male fiend, our confewars when they 
fre nie, We эшик thei ways of 
‘Bough, their manners of speech, their 
word, their gestures everythings Ht is 
Ver foci 
"Ns es, the marchioness eid in. 
patient, "bur what happened? Surely 
Jou did not yickd to this temptation?” 
"My dear, when Y am tempied to do 
a thing Y always do it And 30 1 mid to 
Ampel 1 will пу и once, on one man 
(concluded on [ge 38) 


One of the most sophisticated tales of the French storyteller, Guy de Maupassant 


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. "Will you please 
he tod hin. “T Rate sori 
hat, 1 hate even to think of the 
inane mind that conceives them. Imag 
ine а man being so damned accommo- 
dating as to climb a tree No” he 
broke off, “1 don’t like to think about 
it, You'd better go.” 

The boy left, and Mr. Owen compla- 
cently resumed his drinking, а aint 
smile on his lips. He contemplated the 
twin beds and tried to decide which 
one he would choose. That double 
woman idea of his had been a good one. 
Te had worked. The clerk had been 
greatly imprewed. He, Mr. Owen, would 
ок be troubled by а lot of loose women. 

As he sat there drinking he wondered 
why he had run away from Satin. He 
suspected that she had been too bold, 
too sinister about her intentions. Alter 


Woman, Once more he wondered where 
Sin was А bath would be reireshing, 
фе текси. И тшм improve Bs che 
sec йе ари, m net Men 
де failed плесне e wel 

па Who was he to мар is fingers 
at a bah? He was pad there was eel 
in le Where was that gel now that he 
tras АП ready a take a bai? Не would 
iake а bath Without her. He always had 
in the past Why nox now? He turned 
оп his heel and began to undres in the 

val fashion ofthe brooding rene 
What wid one inp and another 
ме Owen ее m preoccupied 
Is undressing that fo Ihe moment he. 
Jon that awareness of һа surrounding 
Which all redes either. brooding OF 
Servi, should exercise when 
forming. such a delicate operation, So 
deeply Enpro vas he in ome knotty 
mota! problem that he failed to hear 
the stealthy opening об the door to one 
of he guess тоот 

Nor did he see ihe red head of a 
woman thrust fcil through the aper 
бше while two bright сүа studied his 
пређу clad fere with Trank but um, 
шуй. шеген. He did see, however, 
jist at dhe списа ment en he vac 
ош 


lendidly in it. 
thing is clear, inet 


Hearing the dazzling creature for once 
speaking the truth, Mr, Owen became 


(continued from page 36) 


Му God!" he exclaimed. "What a 
fix! 1 can’t stand looking even at my 
self, and I certainly shouldn't look at 
"Gare over your right shoulder,” M 
dame Gloria commanded, “and you wi 
sce something else again something 
that will cause you to swoon in your 
чаба” 

"1 need lile help in that direction,” 
he muttered, glancing over his shoulder, 
and at that moment the room leaped 
into darkness. 

In this comforting concealment Mr. 
Owen stood, undecided as to his ne 
move. As he listened to the strains of the 
orchestra drifting in from the park, he 
wontlered how God could permit people 
to dance and enjoy themselves while his 
plight received по attention. 

ick!" came the penetrating whi 
per of Madame Gloria, “Leap into my 
room. We can carry ой there.” 

“А пісе lady” observed Mr. Owen 
aloud to himself in the darkness. "If 
that woman doesn't go away they ll have 
to carry me out on a stretcher: 

Whether he thought it was more in- 
personal or more forceful to address his 
remarks to Madame Gloria indirectly, 
Mr. Owen was not sure himsell. For 
some strange reason it gave him the feel- 
ing of being les physically involved in 
the situation. 

1 am still here,” “called Madame 
Gloria sweetly. 
^I feared as much.” said Mr. Owen. 
“But you shouldn't be. Can't you real 
Madame Gloria, that | am stripped 10 
the buff" 


was finally broken by Madame Gloris’ 

“Liven,” she said with a trace of hu- 

“Гус been acting all my life and 

Гуе mised a lot of words. What's your 
ый" 

Mr. Owen thought about this for a 
moment, and while doing so became 
convinced that he heard someone gig- 
kling, softy in de oom. Was this in. 

cable woman advancing noisclessly 
боп Баз make Per ЫШ 

You should know that as well as 1 
do,” he exclaimed impatiently. 

"Should 17° she “Have 1 one 

luf 
How should I know, madam,” he 
asked wearily, “whether you have a buff 
‘or not? 1 suppose you have, but is this 
any time to enter into ar 
cussion of bufi? Maybe its 
being and not a thing at all 

"It would be better 30," maid Madame 
Gloria dryly. “Whenever I'm like this 
my audiences are in a state of fee 

“So am 17 retorted Mr. Owen. 
you don't hear me clapping unless i 
Wit my knees Dont deep up on me 
and spring without warning” 

You looked cute with your bul" 
tame the musing voice of Gloria. 

“In my buf, madam,” Mr. Owen cor 
rected her. “It’s not with. Tm sure of 
that” 


"But you didn't seem to be in hardly 
anything at all,” the woman protested. 
"Did you get them off Р 

‘What ой?" asked Mr. Owe: 

"Your funny little drawers” replied 
the lady. 

Wy do you want to know?" he de 
manded nervously 

‘Who has a better right?" she asked. 

“1 don't know.” he retorted, "I can't 
think clearly. 1 don't even know if any- 
body has any right to know anything 
about my drawers” 

"That's a pitiful condition to be 
she observed, sympathetically, “but 
cheer up. 1 won't leave you long in 
doubt; 

This threat—or promise left ins 
hearer so unnerved that he was seized 
with a desire to drink, The inhibitions 
he had thought he was losing had 
flocked back to him from the past. A 
bathrobe would have saved his end ol 
the situation. There was none, In ihe 
байл be could ти even find 
trousers As he reached out to grasp ti 
bottle a shriek broke from his lips as 
his hand felt а bare arm. His fingers 
slid down it only to encounter a firm 
hand clutched round the object ће was 
seeking. This time his shrick embodied 
а note of bitter disappointment. He had 
needed that drink and he still did. Was 
ће surrounded Бу naked women? Was 
ape darknes uttered up with bodies? 
Abandoning his attempt to im. 
Slo the ийе he raced for the nearest 
bed, and jumping in. encountered а 
body in the fesh. This hotel must be 
used to shrieks, he thought to himself, 
emitting another one and reversing the 
direction of his jump like a diving figure 
in a playful newsreel, As he crawled 
towards the other bed the room was 
filled with sound. There was a scamper- 
ing about in the darkness and a vigorous 
banging of doors. Fumbling greedil 
with the coverings of the second bed, 
he was about to crumble beneath them 
when the gentle voice of Madame 
Gloria turned him to a graven image. 

"Tm here,” said Madame Gloria, "i 
you're looking for me.” 

"Will you tell me where you are 
he chattered. "Only a second ago you 
were in the other bed.” 

"Oh, no, 1 wasn't.” came the playful 
reply. "That was the other one.” 

“What other one?” he asked in а 
dazed voice, 


и 


"The other woman" the lady ex 
plained. 
"Holy smokes" faltered the man, re 


venting to the vernacular of his youth, 
like a person approaching the. 
there two of you in this room? 


id. "Are 


the very least.” replied. Madame 


"Two women and one bull," came a 
voice from the other bed, "Who gets the 
bufi?” 

“From the way hes acting” com. 
plained Madame Gloria's bed, "a per- 
son would get the impression it was a 
blind man's buff.” 

“There's none so blind as will not 
see," observed the other voice, which he 
recognized now ss that of Satin. "This 


PLAYBOY 


4 


Фар won't even feel” 

“Are you two going to chat there com- 
fortably in my beds.” demanded Mr. 
Owen, "while Ї crouch here in the dark- 
пен?" 

“Why not transfer the scene of your 
crouching to my bed" inquired Satin, 
“and then we can all chat together?” 

"IE you get in bed with that woman.” 
cried Madame Gloria, “ГИ damn well 
drag you out, bul or no buf 

"1 heartily hope you do, 
Owen with all sincerity. 

"That works both ways, mister; 
Honor told him. 

"You don't have to worry.” said Mr. 
Owen, "neither of you. I'd rather crawl 
in bed with a couple of bears” 

Хо animal could be barer than 1 
commented Satin | thoughtfully 
iliard ball" 


said Mr. 


и“ 
"Not even а 


it is. What would a girl do if it wasn't 
ace 

thoroughly enjoy mi 
күз 
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admit 


"Well 1 can't bear mine,” declared 
Mr. Owen. "If you all dont go away. 
T'm going to lock myself in one of the 
bathrooms.” 

"Who's got а match?” asked Satin. "T 
want to light a cigarette.” 

“You do yourself well. don't you?" 
Mr. Owen asked sarcastically. “Ciga- 
тепе and everything. Т suppose you've 
got ray bottle, too.” = 

*1 have,” replied Satin. “I sip it From 
time to time, Crawl in and Fl give you 
а swig 

f he does” grated Madame Gloria, 
ТЕП yank hm clean out of thse funny 
little drawers." 

(ou'd be one yank too late,” chor 
LX али куш Alen Ck, 
маз forced to laugh softly to herself in 
the darkness. i 

1 don't see how you can laugh.” Mr. 
Owen lamented. "Suppose Mr. Larkin 
Knew where you were, Miss Knightly?" 
i'd be right in with me,” asserted 
Satin, "Mr. Larkin isn't sexually Miter- 
mte, like you." 

"Sex! Sex! Sex!" cried Mr. Owen. "Sex 
morning noon and—" 

"What are you shouting about?“ inter 
rupted Honor, "You've got plenty of sex 
around. Aren't the two of us eno 

"The way that man calls lor his sex." 
put in Madame Gloria, "you'd think he 
‘wanted a harem.” 

“Tve met men like that,” commented 
Satin. "Never willing o мап at de 
bottom rung,” 

‘A match suddenly flared in the dark- 
тем. 

“There he goes!” cried Honor Knight- 
ly. "Its hard to say whether its a man 
Tunning away in drawers, or a pair of 
drawers running away with a man.” 

"Looks like а running man in draw- 
rs," replied the other lady as the match 
went ош. "Wonder where he's going?” 

“Maybe hes getting ready to spring 
оп un" suggested Honor. 

"Hed have to be all spraddled out to 
lend on us both.” observed Madame 


bathroom and was clawing at the door. 
AE Bew open in Wis grasp, and e looked 
in upon a strange woman splashing 
"iy n the bathtub. 
"Come in,” she said calmly, "Whats 
your hurry? 
"m not in а hurry" gasped Mr. 
ching out of the mom. “I'm 


bathroom. "1 won't look 
"This invitation served only to increase 


Mr. Owen's speed. He reached фе door, 
org it open, and dashed inside, slam 
ming à behind him. Almost immedi- 
mely the two ladies in the beds were 
treated to a series of animaklike cries 
such as they had never beard before. 
Mingled with them were the entreating 
notes of a woman's voice. 
"My Сой cried Honor. "A woman's 
got him in that one. To the rescue!” 
Merging the worst features of their 
seemingly one and only interest in lie, 
the two women sprang from their beds 
and raced to the bathroom door. 
"Come out of there!” cried Honor. 
"What are you doing now?" called the 
more imaginative Madame Gloria. 
"Wrestling with a woman,” came from 
Mr. Oven in grunts, “and she's all wet 
and naked” 
"ТІ fx ber,” grated Satin. "Which 
are for or 
pd gee 
thing. Why ithe doc locked We want 
ing. Why is fe want 
to know y 


Wei. you tant ат ае an а. 
ward R- Murrow in the anas of a naked 
Toman Mr Owen panied эз causi 
Tally as conditions would permit. “Espe: 
ally s wer one with soap эй over Per. 
Team’ grab hold" 

OF what?” asked Satin, 

“OL anything" called Mr, Owen. 

Thats just ás well" put in Madame 
Gloria. 

“iC you two broads would go away.” 
came the voce of the woman Behind the 
door, “Td soon have him eating out of 
y hand. 

ТТ rather see him starve fit." said 
Madame Gloria in a tragic voice. 

“T don ive а daran aout bis appe: 

iin San. "Ti a 
Bis bully whatever that may Be 

"Yes" agreed Madame Gloria. "He 
seemed to et а great deal ol store by 
that Бой. We have to get him ош.” She 
Taled the door f "Why don't 
You come out she 
door, and well drag. 

"Fm trying tw," Mr. Owen called 
hack. "Bot my hand is trembling s0 1 
cane шт већу 

vocc of fa cape. “A ri 
б is capıor. “АП right бо on 
Жа wrt wants berms eek 

To the meantime the lady in the other 
bathroom, hearing the noises, had 
emerged ripping, ad egal in 

"Where'd he go?" she inquired of the 


other wo. "I caught only a glimpse of 
him.” + m 


At this moment the bathroom door 
flew open, and she caugbı another. Mr, 
сулк 
with the light from behind flooding 
down on the scene. He took one para- 
lyzed look at all the bare flesh by which 
he was surrounded; then, snatching the 
towel from the clutches of the fist bath- 
ing woman, fung it over his head. 

‘Hack to your places!" he screamed. 
“Back to your beds and baths, or ГИ 

you all out on your 
“On our whats?" demanded Sut 
“On your cars" he retorted. "Make it 


Ple war a puer of bare fec then 


‘quiet settled down. 

“You may come out from under that 
towel now," Satin’s voice proclaimed. 

“Em going to live beneath this towel 
for the remainder of my life,” he an 
swered firmly, 

"I think you're about to lose а bute 
ton,” Madame Gloria said comfortably 
from the pillow. "The button, Vd be 
inclined to suppose." 

With great promptitude, Mr. Owen 
snatched the towel from his head and 
flipped it round his waist 

“You've got four of us nov," observed 
Satin. “What are you going to do with 
1 many?" 
qoc show you mid Mr, Owen, srid: 
ing over to the telephone, “I'm going to 
have you all chucked out” РЕ 

“On our cars?” inquired Honor. 

“1 don't give a damn what they chuck 
you out on,” he retorted into the trans- 


ort give а dam 
‘ey slit your throat foot car to enr 

| жант talking to you,” Mr, Owen 
hastened to explain to inc operator at 
the other end. "Tm sorry, Flee give 
me the беж“ 

“Oh, thats allright” the gir voice 
replied, "M youve no objeción to my 
ЖА TI come up there and help you to 
Sack рет ош тум, whoever they 
Erg 

“For God's sak, don't" he cried “Tm 
oversexed already. 1 want the room 
аже 

The room clerk exclaimed the girl. 
“what on euh does a man In your Cone 
dition want withthe room cic" 

Mr. Owen emitted а how! of age 

"Сып yoursell dearie” came the 
уш of peru i ge e 
room clerk, must sy Hold on, 
here be ње T 


“Hello!” cried Mr. Owen. "Room 
derk? Good! I've got two beds and two 
bat, and there а naked woman in 
each, 


"What more do you want?" asked the 
derk, "We haven't any double women, 
if that's what you're after.” 

“Tm not.” snapped Mr. Owen. “But 
where do you expect me to go?” 

71 don't know about. you,” said the 
derk, "but if 1 was fixed up as you are 
T4 either go to bed or take a bath. You 

(continued on page 18) 


we волым swean (or afkım) that tavno is one maga 
Tine that is not going to make cute references to amorgur 
bard, Swedish massage, Swedish meatball, or suchlike sini 
Jes in connection with the Swedish amazon, Anita Ekberg 

Nor are we going to drag in Greta Carbo, Ingrid Berg 
man, 2nd other radiant but irrelevant Swedish exports. АЙ 
we want to talk about is Anita 

For one thing, she's a big gir: fve-feetscven, 120 pounds, 
measuring 39°22"-87" from north to south, according to 

agent. All very nice, if you like ‘em large. We 

like em any м 

Ekberg is what is known as a Soenshe fick, Literally 
translated, that means nothing more than "Swedish girl 
bata ра the rel meanings ow mun hea the phrase 
spoken by a young and virile Swedish male; thus rendered, 
it will ake on the Боо опта у of the bona Кас 
leer, packed with all kinds of pleasant and improper impli 
cations. 

It you're stil with us and your eye isn't roving to the 
pictorial matter, you may be interested in а small amount 


Of reportage: Anita is twenty-four, was born in Malmo, 
Sweden, won a beauty contest in Stockholm in 1931, oftes 
went swimming without bencht of halter in the Old Coun- 


{ry fa oot uncommon practice in Sweden, мете wold), This 
tak faba, for some reason, brought her t0 the attention of 
certain Hollywood promoters who felt that her ficha had 
fost the Svenska they were looking for, These nature loving 
ставе brought her to the United States aud proiply 
Featured her in 3 cinematic epic called Abbot And Costello 
Go To Merz Soon after, she appeared in a charming thing 
titled Blood Alle). Nether of thew celluloid masterpieces 
c Anita's atributet to best advantage, ut И titles are 
indication, ber newest Kim Arts and Models, should 
do tener 
Though her rise in Hollywood fas been spectacular, it 
wor jet ket tonne рар 
Approval dhe marked her as an authentic у ae vas 


SVENSKA FLICKA 


pictorial 


Ekberg displays some of the same Scandinavian charm that mode this year's Swedish entry а 
unanimous winner in the Miss Universe contest, If these ore o sample of that country's females, 
we understand why “sin” in Sweden has crected such с sensation the post few months, 


labelled an iceberg by Confidential 
{Though nearly everyone who is anyone 
is doing it this season, she apparently 
doesn’t plan on suing.) 
‘The only dark cloud in this sunny 
saya is the fact that Anita no longer 
joes swimming minus halter. Some low- 
wn, n ler must have told 
her it just isn't being done in this coun- 
If we ever find out who the bi 
mouth wat, weil et you know. You cam 
bring the tar and well get the feathers 


PLAYBOY 


48 


HECTOR 


can’t lose 

"Something has to be donc about all 
these women,” fumed Mr. Owen. "And 
that without further delay.” 

"I should say 30," agreed the clerk 
“The night isn’ getting any shorter. By 
rights you're entitled to only two 
women, How did you manage to smug- 
le the others in?" 

"didn't smuggle them in." Mr. Owen 
Jroeued. “They smuggled deme 


(continued [rem page #4) 


“Women are great hands at that.” 
philosophically observed the clerk. “You 
seem to be having all the luck 
“Listen,” Mr. Owen pleaded. "You 
don't seein to understand. There are 
two beds and two baths. So far Гуе got 
а woman in each.” 
"Lets see,” broke in the clerk. ^I 1 
jur room rightly that leaves 
cupied. Do you 
of those? 
"Are you mad?” thundered Mr. Owen. 
Мо, replied the room clerk, "but 
you muse be, not ta be satised with a 
touple of beds and bathtubs filled wich 
"Laid you. 
Mr. Owen, 
N 


n't understand," wailed 


АМ" exclaimed. ihe ratified clerk. 
1 have been supid, havent I? Vou 
жин to compliment the hotel, don 
You? Well Tm sure the management 
Ж be delighted то hear you've Bad 
коой time, Co right vo ic What a мра 
ass Tve been." 2n 

You will are” groaned Mr. Owen, 
and hung up the telephone, a benen 


Sent he was seized by a mad iden 
Springing up from the telephone, 
бей arom tie room. in the Ueto of 
Madame Gloria's door. Up from the 
beds and out of the baths like four 
naked bats out of hell the women raced 
alter him. Across Madame Gloria's room 
he sped and out into the hall his pur 
suers close behind. Here his flight was 
arrested by the sudden descent of his 
drawers, Yet even as he fell he had time 
to thank his God he was landing face 
ferred. When he dd Id. de women 
hind him. ‘over his prostrate 
body and became hopclenly enungied 
on the other side. Stil in the clutch of 
inspiration, he sprang to his feet and. 
pulling up his treacherous drawers with 
опе hand, dashed back to the mom he 
just quitted and locked the door be- 
ind him. Hurrying into his own room 
he seised the bottle of whiskey und took 
а deep pull. From the hall came the 
sounds of agitated female voices Hands 
were beating on his door. Mr. Owen 
grinned and drank again. His telephone 
Pell was ringing. Applying his car to the 
receiver, he listened blandly- 

"Say" came the voice of the clerk. 
“The Hoor operator tells me that there 
are four naked women beating on your 
door and raising howling hell in the hall 
to be let in. 

“Good!” cried Mr. Owen. “It's musie 
to my ears E was expecting them.” 


"But, man alive.” went on the clerk, 
"you've already got four naked women, 
and with these four it makes eight alto. 
gether. How many more do you want? 


fr, Owen. “I амал know 
ла going to be ome of 


He hung up the instrument and 
turned back witha ated we по the 
room Four dandy naked women 
tere watching han with шетин e 
"чоп forget the other door. dali 
you, dearie. vid Madame Claris im 


teeth gleaming. 

Mr. Owen made one dive for the bed. 
The women made four. All landed 
safely, Mr. Owen on ihe bottom. At this 


“Dear me!" exclaimed Mr. Larkin, 
“What а bevy! And where can Owen 
be? Ah! There he ist Underneath the 


f. ol all places” 
Kir ош wid the, важе 
asked the page boy. "Yes" said My 
Larkin. “The only опе with drawers, И 
my eyes do not deceive me.” 

"He won't have them on long" the 
pageboy remarked placidly, “the way 
they're going for bim." 

The presence of the two new gentle 
men spread consternation in the ranks 
OF the йиз why to Mr. Омана ur 

ise, suddenly developed scruples bi 
ern 
ay these women had their standard 
Ор to this point euch onc of then had 
believed herself to be rightfully entitled 
to Mr. Owen. In the face of an audience 
they were willing to abandon their 
chaim. And they abandoned it эк ener 


Ny a» И had previously been 
peed) They lucrally ook Mr. Oven 
Sp and woud him at his partner’ (ert 


After that they divided dhe bedclothing 
And sat expectancy swathed. 

“And now.” resumed Mr. Larkin 
voti seing the highly lied 
ge boy, "if you'll be so good as to 
[ту away and bring back leagues of 
sandwiches and oceans of strong drinks, 
well see what can be done to make this 
evening pleasanter—or is it momi 
1 forget which. Does it really matter 
As the boy hurried away, he turned to 
Mr. Owen, “Task you." he resumed 
"Does it? No. All dt really matters 
i hat you gt dome nen as 
speedily as posible. And that only mat- 
tEn отус аА conem T Ted 
we are liberal to а fault" 

Mr. Owen rose and shook his partner 
by the hand. 

"Mr. Larkin,” he sid, look 
ictively at the ladies sented 
many Orientals on the beds, "you saved 
"me from a living death" 

^I cannot think of а happier one,” 
Mr. Larkin replied, bowing to the four 


swathed figures. "Who are the other 
Ive? I dot seem to recall their faces” 

“We go with the room,” explained 
fone of them in a husky voice. 

Amd he dida want us" said the 
other, "but we sneaked in anyway, just 
in case be changed his mind 

“Conscientious to the last,” observed 
Mr. Larkin approvingly. "You seemed 
even willing ко change his mind for 
Ae 


Let bygones be bygones” said. Mr 
Owen with а grin as he collected his 
Scattered garments and made lor the 
bathroom dn а monent he reappeared 
and picked up the boule. "You 

he explained, "ihis boule amd thee 
drawers and mail have been through 
So much together we can't bear to De 
Sparc” 

"You almost were,” sid Satin grin 

“And if 
fore us Й 


а cad. His boule was 
"ut the room was full of drinks. Mr 
Larkin had done things on a n 
dous scale. Everywhere Mr 


Oven 
turned, a glass or bottle was ready to 
his hand. Nor did it take long for them 


to find their 
beds the lad 


"ле literally thrown away my night," 
declared Madame Gloria, adding an 
‘empty glass to two others already beside 
her. “Simply tossed it away.” 

Why, my dear lady." protested Mr. 
Larkin. "AU is far from lost. Instead of 
getting one mam, you've got the both 

‘think of that” е 89 

fe." replied Madame Gloria, "I am. 
Four women and only two men. A dix 
turbing thing to contemplate.” 

Not at all” smiled Mr, Larkin, 
when the men are vigorous specimens 
like Owen and myself, with frank, hon- 
est faces and all hat.” 

Madame Gloria said, "I'd hardly call 
Mr, Owen's face frank and honest. But 
au feast its new." 

“Why can't you cultivate an attitude 
of indifierence towards mer” asked Mr, 
‘Owen annoyingly, "Му lace may be new 
to you, but really it's an old, old story.” 

"But, my dear man,” explained Ма. 
dame Gloria. "I haven't меп the last 
chapter yet 

“No, but you've seen almost every- 

* Satin lazily observed, "АП 
we, Weren't his little drawers 
enough?” 

“Those drawers were almost too 
much,” Madame Gloria agreed reminis 
сепи), “Especially when they wipped 

“Can't you change the subject, Ar. 
Larkin?” asked Mr. Owen, feeling that 
his once secret life had now become a 
public scandal. "Those drawers of mine 

a (continued overleaf) 


“That's fine .. 


now let's see the encore!” 


49 


PLAYBOY 


HECTOR 


are exhausted.” 

Mr. Larkin daintly shot back an im- 

maculate cuf, and examined a шарий 
watch, 

id, "exactly three o'clock 

At this hour people, if 


"It does make Гог 
agreed Mr. Larkin. * 
The halls of this hotel are 
long, and broad almost to a fault. For 
gentlemen that stagger, as what gentle 
man docw't, they are occasionally dis 
couraging. One either falls down or 
grows sober before hitting them For a 
man who staggers as much as È do, 
whether drunk or sober, this becomes. 


lut to continue, 


ch, 


quite a trial. It throws the responsibility 
for my progress on my own shouklers 
instead of on the walls Т 


walls themselves — not thei 
Anyway, that's not what 
E Е 

"No?" inquired Honor 
“Would it pet you gent 
what you wre talking abou 

"Not at all,” was the ready response 
"Only, my dear lady, don't My out at 
me. What 1 wanted to say was that 1 
would like to have me a itle foot tac 


Knightly 


ing done. There! Гуе said it 
"You have,” remarked Mr. Owen. 
"but mot very dearly. How do you 


mean, 1 would like to have me a little 
foot racing done? It's not even had Eng 
li. ls worse. Something seems to be 
there, but one can't quite fud it, Do 
you incan that you would like to sit in 


(continued from page 18) 


a chair and watch oder тип foot races 
or you at ou die о participate 

^m some dama tol sport 
vor just what intelligence are you 
uring to convey through the medium of 
uman speech 

T would tke to run а foot race on 
fot," aid. Me. Larkin simply, but im a 
slighty offended voice. "het Fm gt 
a Tiuke eshausted about it even clone 
ies stared” 

“Well that's car, st teas” com. 
memed Madame Gloria. "Does anyone 
hc feel like running lout race on 
шоо" 

"How?" asked Mr. Owen, who had se 
ач von tremendous races ln 

"On lom.” replied Nr. Larkin. 

Oh uid МР Owen 
DI run one.” 

“On what foot?” aded Sati 
“On one’s best loot.” supplied Mr 
"One puts й бима you 


drags the other be 
Satin retoned wi 


encourage 
y so far as Гин concerned, 
can take it or leave it, as one likes” 
'm worried about my drawers,” said 
Mr. Owen. 


ment. Albo 


ee mL 
en 

en 
И 


ghtly: "И he 

ton his 

his drawers would stay up any- 
they 


nd Mr. Owen, accompanied 
thet pone proceed oly i 
the hall here they took up heir ром 
tions. They were rather unsteady about 
this but meticulous as vo detail, When 
they attempted to we Шей marks in the 
Conventional posture ol the runner, 
both had to be lifted Irom thin faces 
upon which shey had slowly collapsed 
The race йа tated somewhat cav: 
апу, both Nr. Owen and Ме. Larkin 
iting be ps into open. At 


they шомед down the magnificent hall, 
their friends and admirers followed 
them at a respectul distance. As a mat 


ter of fact, they were forced to gear 
themselves down in order to keep from 
‘outstripping, the 

know 
Виан" observe 
‚over towards his rival tq 
frank, 1 never knew that 1 was one be 
fore, Бе jolly И one doesn't go ton 


‘Well, nt 
plied Mr. Owe 
‘enthusiast, or not Ive 


л 
a enjoyed 


like that, too?" exclaimed 
barely geting Nis best loot 
am 1. 1 dearly love o think 
of ings Oh, Jes yen, Im great 
thinker, Оше Ч thought 1 was the Sul 
tan of Turkey and, would you belive it, 
before Y could change шу mind, 1 lad 
dragged seventeen strange women into 
any house and vos ccnl ne 
fusing a tere Negro porter with a 
huge pair of shears es amazing. int 
i 1 mean when one thinks deeply ul 


anything, 1 was thinking almost io. 
deeply. Vou see, 1 must have wanted a 
barem down to the last detail” 

"The Negro be 
served Mi. Quen 


w the Лам detai 


"agreed Mr 
for him he c 


Larkin, "Irsa good 
ald run so fast. He 


wich faster thas 
special 
thought ‘connection 
ce?” Mr. Owen inquhed 7 
"None at all, o far аз 1 know, 
reply. “I рш» we 
ig round these halls umi 
of it, or they get sick of 
ink of something else to do. 
" aked 
“That's for us to decide, 
id with some complacency. "Thats 
© we have the advantage, We bold 
the winning trick’ 
"How do you mean?” Mr 
(a 


Owen 
ний on page 39) 


STAGS FOR FUN (continued from page 17) 


hundred guys to a Smoker and you got 
Hity or а hundred bucks clear ara 
Muggsy Spanier high D 

Те oler seda that 
wan-ihe-Mobilge-Beonomy Кип. Sag 
A moncymiker favored by the les ec 
иче dubs and Iraternitien this od re- 
Мей really а big poker or die game 
with the house copping every fourth pot 
Ihn an "exotic movies Th latier may 
ture а bevy of bare bags lumbering 
over tbe rocks in the Hollywood Hills 
Sind looking coy. or it may be one ol 
de шук rege mover ike 
“trench Peep Show. or “Striporams™ 
hat are alowed. to run in aro 


movie censorship, 
these epics for Ateen dollars a night 
from most any film rental outfit. There 

Хои of them listed in the classified 


head and provide beer and sandwich 
The film is just a come-on; you make it 
on the gambling. Good profit but don't 
invite your pastor, 

3, The six cylinderaportsconvertible- 
with-nylon-top-foglightswhitesidewall. 
iresandouerdrive Slog, A real winner, 


and illegal as hell so don't get caught. А 
class item. By invitation only, at three to 
ve dollars per head. You put up the 


blackout curtains for this onc. A couple 
of slot machines brought in by your lo. 
cal crime syndicate representative on a 
percentage basis catch Stray quarters and 
are хей so the jackpots won't come 
down if you hit them with а battery of 
bazookas” ыы 
"But the big feature of this snazzy 
number is the entertainment, the show. 
You don't book this out of the back of 
any photography magazine. You go to 
‘one of those seedy theatrical agencies in 
the low-rent district, run by a guy in a 
office is in his hat 
and whose hat is on his head at all 
times, This character books strippers, ex- 


otics and talking women for the burly 
wheels and peel joints. You tell him 
ide up the 

ber and says: "Hello, 

icy, you wanna work a Stag out 


in Meadville next 
yes, he abo calls Toots, Millie, Brandy. 
Ghoo-Choo and Gert. That your show 

ix femmes who start where Lily Sc 
Cyr leaves ой, plus a union piano player. 
An hour of wiggle and waggle by Ida, 
‘Toots, Millie, Brandy, Choo-Choo and 
Gert in the altogether and sex has been 
vet back a hundred years. But the cus 
tomers enjoy it, the gals are twenty-five 
dollars richer (less the agents ten per 
cent) and your treasury i» able to sit up 
and take а litle nourishment. Toots, 
ida and company have absorbed a few 
playful pinches and pats, but their hides 
äre protected by Jergen's lotion and 
Workmen's Compensation and they 
don't give a damn anyway. By one AM. 
they are taking the bus back to hubby 
and kids and your House Committee is 
able to play the horses again. A ten-spot 
to the cop on the beat is usually de 


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PLAYBOY 


SUMMA CUM STYLE 


are three buttons for the jacket front and 
Six for the sleeves or possibly a vest. М 
Your girl friend or house worher is handy 
ith a needle and thread. either should be 
pleased to sew them of for you. 
„Gaming this Alma Mater ae a l 
пе further, there is an enterprising 
хими (Chippy 14 Ease 4th Sc, New 
York City) who adapts traditional co 
lege colors and mascots into an array 
apparel items and accesories. Your unk 
versity памог фе it leopard or billy 
komix woven in small, neat figures in 
authentic un colors on a pure 
тер silk fabric. Out of u all Bows a 
colorful Mood of vests tippers. neckties. 
Vows, tummerbund, watchbunds, tr 
Васко pouches, belts braces and garters 
sporting Vales Bulldog, Princeton's 
Tiger, Dartmouth's Indian, Cornell's 
Bear, Columbia's Lion, Virginia's Cava- 
lier and even Willian Purple Cow. 
Other university mascots and colors are 
available, but mostly (ог those schools 
fast of the Monongahela River. We 
find the whole idea an appealing one. 
"The sport waistcoat (pronounced wes 
kit or vest) is an established fashion fact 
at most schools these days and one that 
зада a plush and colorful note to your 
party neckends as well as extra war 
н chilly football afternoons. Some of 
the bestleoking waistcoats that weve 
seen around the men’s dormitories come 
in a чайгы check pattern trimmed 
wich pearl buttons. Color combinations 


(continued from page 18) 


we like include а red, wine, navy and 
black check on а yellow background, 
or a black, light blue, brown and yellow 
check on a white background. Other 
favorites in good taste are made of vel. 
veren in the warmer solid shades of 
scarlet, gold, light blue or green. Pure 
woven rep silks of dark brown vert 

stripings on а black background or 
green on a navy background impart an 
legant, sophisticated air to the wearer, 
М wool vests of imported miniature 
tartans, including Black Watch (green: 
black). Ма (redgreen) or Dress 
MacLeod (yellere black), provide a wan- 
dertul dash of color and distinction for 


any occasion -. including a рашу raid. 
Wellappoinied university’ men to 
whom we have spoken have taken 


warmly vo а relative newcomer on the 
Campus sene. ihe duller coat. This all 
wether iat ade of a SE 
nee rough and comes wi 
detachable, Mood, while maho 
wooden peg buttons and Dutch Бн 
hemp button holes The dufter coat 
available in а choice of natural tan or 
navy سا‎ Бү ә ой, tel 
[out у on 
Ude Sen to nik and Бай. 
Another cold weather campus favor. 
пе da the doublebrezsed greatcoat of 
ver repellent tan cotton gabandine in 
Either the short or Tulllergih models 
The body and sleeves are lined with 
thick alpaca piles the neck carries а 


heavy alpaca collar. For more variable 
climates, You may wish to choose a 
watershedding heavy tan cotton cloth 
surcoat with a removable rayon, wool 
and alpaca lining and small 

Collar. Both these coats are cut in U 
raglan sleeve model; the greatcoat comes 
wich a belt and slash pockets while the 
surco features straight hanging lines 
wich lange Вар and patch pockets 
Роме unpredicutle fal days ушга be 
smart to pick up a zippered shower- 
proof windbreaker in coat length with 
removable wool plaid body linings or 
jacket engil with Knie waist band 

If you happen to belong to an eastern 
club. ог midwestern fraternity, you сап 

bably find a bandomelyatriped six 
foot mullier-smart and warm lor out 
deor living—in your proper club colors, 
We've seen them made up in a durable 
Shetland wool. in wide stripes, fo 
venerable organizations ax D. К. E, P 
V. Fence, S. A. E, Colonial, Racquet, 
Сар k Gown, Ivy and Cottage; also in 
the school hues of Notre Dame, Michi: 
gan, North Carolina, Washington and 
Lee, Brown, Pennsylvania, Harvard and 
Amherst. If you're not quite that much 
of booster, you may prefer а six loot 
job in an authentic tartan plaid woven 
in Scotland by the very same fellow 
{Cambridge 7 who makes them for 

¢ British Royal Famil. In fine 
worsted and Saxony wool, they're avail- 
able in Royal Stewart, Dress Stewart, 
Black Watch, Hunting Fraser, and Cam- 
ron of Erracht. As long as you're feel- 
ing your Scotch. why not top the whole 
thing off with a tartan ski cap of British 
flannel, with а square peak and a warm 
alpaca елап? We've seen them in 
MacPherson (gray light. 
blue), Hunt Campbell (red-green) und, 
probably the most popular and best 
voking tartan of all, Black Watch, But 
for sheer luxury and warmth at more 
formal occasions it’s dificult t beat a 
cashmere available in a two- 
Color combination of navy and wine or 
solid shades ol beige, light gray. navy 
от brown. Gloves should be chosen with 
3 careful eye to their warmth as well 
as their harmonious blending with the 
тем of your campus clothing. Dressup 
alis demand handsewn. corkenlred 
Pigskin or brown lambskin pullons with 
з warm white ессе lining.” Less formal 
Sessions call for wool string pullons 
in black, gray, maroon or navy. 

For serious beer drinking, there's no 
better lounging fare than a crew 
(round) neck long sleeve pullover made 
of pure llama, Because the South Ameri 
cams can actually breed these clever 


ruminants in fashion-wise colors of 
black, dark brown, charcoal gray. light 
gray and beige, there's по worry about 


Your sweater pulling a fadeout after 
Several washings. But if you don't mind 
taking a chance, there's always the aith 
ful vacdyed Shetland wool crew necks 
available in the above colors amd also 
in good looking shades of navy, olive 
тич, yellow and green 


xis band and not been heard from 
Since, mainly because after kis horn got 
Busca up in а fighe at a dance and the 
тең of His teeth started to go he was 
forced to reine to the New Aradia 
icchelds where he had started, without 
the money for a new horn, or lor new 
tecih. Amd there he stayed for twenty 
years, until this letter trom Rhynolós 
Microsd in care ol the New Aradia 
postomaster found him, still working in 
the тебен. ji 
"rhe sry auge the publies imagi 
mation, and dhe response was terre, A 
{ot of people who were not even Juz 
fans sche In money for him. Our band 
would have sent in ten bucks on that 
фот and thera teet ourslt i£ we had 
not been so short of cash 
Bol war writing King regularly, be- 
que Kin as giving him tbe оре 
About the cary days Tor his book Jaze 
abies, which маз why he contacted 
King in the fint place, but now this 
obe of recording him had taken 
пода of him, and he published Ring's 
thankyou Ver in “Down Bet. King 
wrote һе waa very pleased and proud 
Sher the response, and that he, was ex 
hed over the prospect ol. being able 
по play again for the audiences Of the 
wol, whom, King admitied, he had 
ot even expected would even remem- 
ber him. He said maybe һа hair was 
ray but the only thing old about him 
Ws his clothes, And he was waiting 
Ser Yor the dave w рыу forall the 
good people who were helping to get 
flm hs weth and his hom. 
By the time ње Rhynokés records. 
lh were o create such а ti, finally 
reached the market, our band had grad 
ated and were playing our second big 
summer job, st Fdmond* Point 
Ohio. Our drummers uncle owned 
amusement park there. He talked to the 
pavilion owner. Edmond? Point vas a 
mer resort on Lake Erie but not of 
the ie of Roel Point or dr 
wd they only had dhe name 
he weekend. We did the 
playing the er ош nights of he 
10 vas our drummer’ 
gether with two of the п 


(continued from page 25) 


mother, to 
thers of our 


reed section, who had hatched the idea 


ark for Chicago to seek a summer play- 
img job somewhere down around the 
Vicinity of South State Street. 

Actually, it was not nearly as bad as 
it sounds, Our drummer's uncle hardly 
ever bothered to check up on us. We 
could buy all the boules we wanted. 
And our two cabins were off by them. 
selves on a spit, so that after we knocked 
alt from work at midnight we could go. 
иле and play our own. 
and jam to our hearts’ 

ing up anyone. And 
had our records and player. 

We bought the Rhynolds records as 
soon as they were out 

‘You have t remember we were all 


serious about the future of jazz music in 
general, and our own im particular 
Coupled to this was the fact that they 
мете important historically. They were 
the firt cuttings ever to be made of 
King Jelfcrson’s legendary trumpet, and 
they would provide a lasting бай be- 
tween the lost music of Buddy, Bolden 
and King Oliver's old acoustical record. 

rom the days ol Dreamland and 
yal Самет. We held great expers 
tions for them. 

Well, what we heard. si 
that screen porch looking out 
Erie, was a style of trumpet that was 
wer nnd courer than amy we had 
Known existed, including our own grade 
school llores when we first got our 
horns. Gutty wasn't the right word for 
и at all, Armstrong played gutty tram- 
pet. with a high polish amd technical 
refinement of guiness This trumpet 
had no polish. И was as unpolished as 
ош brass man’s hngernails he had never 
earned. wo stop biting King Olivers 
cornet. might occasionally sound ami 
quateel to modern jazz carsmainly be- 
саше of the old acoustialtype record 
ings Бш always it had a sensitivity of 
tone and precise originality of phrase 
that nobody. not even Armstrong. could 
beat. though he might tic ir. This trum- 
pet didn't have that either. This tram 
Fri unde ia шап whose reflexes 

vd forsaken him was fumbling and 
choking to get halfremembered things 
in his head eat through the mouth of 
his horn. And to complete it. there was 
not а single original phrase in the whole 
Collection of sides The numbers were 
all traditional old New Orleans num- 
bers, and the trumpets treatments of 
them were the same old trite treatments, 
solos so ancient they had beards, s0 
hackneyed we all knew every note be- 

ame out the horn. And yet, with 
faults and blunderings. you 
hat here was pomer 

т. a strong emotional power 
Ala һи Jou hand E 

this was a pretty big lump for our 
musical natures to swallow and digest- 
We were disciples of men like the carly 
Hawk. and Jimmy Archey, and Pops 
and Ап Modes, and old Sidney 
mostly men whose music had 
grown and smoothed out and changed 
since they left New Orleans. And here 
we were being asked to appreciate a 
man whow music had not changed since 
around 1910. But we made it, Not all in 
fone day, naturally. But hy the end of 
the митет we were ready to admit he 
was almost as good as Bob Rhynokls 
maintained be was. Maybe the opinion 
‘of the public in general had something, 
to do with it 

Even our reed section who disliked 
him (led by the sixes, naturally; but 
abo reinforced by the bass and piano) 
argued against him theoretically, rather 
than personally. By that Г mean, they 
too had accepted him as a permanence, 
as a big man in the feld who would 
have to be reckoned with. They would 
have only sneered at a third-rater, not 


argued. 

The critical opinion didn't agree any 
better than our band did. Some of the 
critics, who had previously lauded Bob 
Rhynolds rediscovery of King, were 
frankly shocked and disillusioned, they 


‘sid. The Opinions ran all the way 
from the prophecy that King [elferson 
would immediately sink back into the 


obscurity he deserved, to the prophecy 
that King Jeilerson would immediately 


feared King wo 

grace of caco 
77 had at Last reached the longawaited 

fulfillment of its golden pro 
‘Whatever 


his popularity Any. The gen 
jazz public went wild ove 
is band began vo. 
aguments in New Orles 
could handle. A couple 
LA made a 


fonder their 
‘own label, Another guy, from Penny, 
drove all the way down to New Orleans 
to. record him himell. Before long 
King was recording right and left, for 
just about everybody but the big com 
panics 

‘Our band enrolled en masse in James 
Millikin at Decatur that fall, majoring, 
in Business Administration, а cancer 
Sion made to our various parents in re 
turn for the right to enroll in a body, 
and continued to follow the Cinderella 
Story from up there. 

For that was what it was. We could 
sec it in the change in our own hand 
The college Kids, instead of asking for 
swing a là Goodman or Doney, at the 
dances we played, wanted по hear New 
Orleans a В King Jefferson. It was hard 
fon our eases. and the bass and piano, 
but the rest of our people thought i 

reat 

in the spring King appeared in Рем 
ЖАН a eres of Ret на 
ax sort of living example. He played 
do an overflow crowd and told them the 
Story ol рш in his own word 

his hap 

people who 


tes” Greek chorus immediately swelled 
in volume, some poi 


ing йш the 
"rame 
n him uw 


that mc in Kings юш 
wena ie a pos E 
hen aml group of rebels, Id by 
"Hob Куло natur, мис ín ini 
Vie Бајине Jo Poll, amd 


1и January of our sophomore year he 


played the [uz Foll Concer trom New 
Seine ‘thot spring Sep Becher 
brought him up to py with is band 


at the Savoy in Boston, That didn't last 
long, but King had stopped ой in New 
York for a sensational jam session at 
Jinmy Ryan's that made all ihe trade 
papers, amd appeared оп Condoms 
toast-to-coast program. That fall he and 
his old band opened at the Standish 
Casino on the lower East Side. They 


PLAYBOY 


were an immediate sensation. Time, 
The New Yorker, Мейттодей, Рори, 
Esquire, and the New Yo тэп 
рї and stories on them. Colliers ran 
5 full length feature оп Ring and he 
was interviewed over the local radio sta 
tions. At the Standish he was pulling 
them in. not only the jazz fans but the 
Real I di. happen all wa 
tually, it didnt happen all that 
quickly. There was time lag of over 
a year pl hard luck in there, but look- 
ing hack you tend to forget that. When 
went out to Frisco our band were 
still freshmen at Millikin; when he 
opened at the Standish we were juniors 
But looking back on it it sil seems it 
al append in one long breathes 
rush, 

Maybe that is because the popularity, 
when ic did come back, came o hard 
and so strong that it was es И it were 
pot fiche and пад never faded, but had 
instead kept right on growing. New 
York had taken him into ite arm wich 
all its enthusiasm for what is new, and 
the outol toner asked to go to the 
Standish the first place, when they got 

And in the newspapers he was The 


ind was having its own troubles 

that time. Te was all right 
Tor us during the school year, what with 
the dance jobs, but during both of those 
summers the only jobs we could get 
were dances at the local Moose, Elks and 
Country Club, and some weekends at 
Lake Lawler right next to home. 

It was the same thing the next year, 
too, the summer after our junior year 
at Millikin. The homerule was, if we 
couldn't get a regularpaying job play- 
ing, we had to work. And when the 
band wanted to try Chicago on its own 
again, the parents set their collective 
foot down on that 

‘When we went back w school our 
senior year, we had what amounted to 
a signed ultimatum. If we could not get 
the "band eatblished ax a elfpayıng 
proposition during the summer alter we 
graduated, then we would all come 
home and go into various businesses, 
Our bass man had an uncle who owned 
а couple of newspapers in Connecticut, 
and he promised to use his pull to get 
the band a job there for the summer, 
but after that we were on our own. Our 
риге» were finan 

er. We all knew how that would 


н 
Tt wasn’t much of a deal, but it was 
эй we could get. 
"The fir 
bags un 
the job was, was to take in New York. 
There were only five of us, the others 
were coming to Stamford in another car 
and hadn't got in yet. In New York we 
headed straight for Sind Street. Bechet 
was playing at Jimmy Ryan's and we 
went straight there, without even stop- 
ping to look at the strippers pictures 
down along The Street, and we did not 
tome out tll they closed at four in the 
morning. 
We had hit town on a Saturday night 
and Ryans was crammed. There was a 


fog of beery breath and tobacco smoke 
thar burned your eyes and so much 
screaming you could not hear yourself 
think and had to concentrate hard to 
even hear Bechet any at all It was won- 
derful. We stood at the bar to sve 
money. We were dressed right, ardi- 
sans and drapes, double Windsors and 
Spread collars and pretty soon some of 
the cats there had swept us in and we 
were arguing Меп Mezzrow, musician 
versus writer. 

We had the best time we'd ever had 
in our lives, The fast time of anything 
‘only happens to you once, in your life; 
"Alege dere wat something sic 

а) was something significant 
in Ue foc that we wen ed 
Ryan's, to hear Bechet. We did not even 
consider going to the Standish Casino, 

Jeflerson was still playing there, 
When we Jef one of those cats yelled 
to be sure and come down for the jam 

We knew all about the Jimmy Ryan's 
Sunday “afternoon jam sessions, of 
course! | mean, we knew they paid the 

layers, And we knew they charged а 


buck and a hall. We knew sidemen 
didn't just bring their horns down and 


ing, to, And hick stranger from the 
Middle West don't get into the apart- 
ments of featured «реп, Or of uit 
featured strippers 

We pot thet carly Sunday Theatr 
ments weren't set ‘couple 
Фе Textured arias were Heating around 
accepting drinks from the cats The reat 
weren't there. We bought cur tickers, 
ТЫ went acros the ser to Johnny's 
Tavera to do our drinking. We had al. 
ready learned that trick last night. The 
тен of the featured artists were over 
there. where ne thirty-five а shou. 
Ryan's were having Pete ап on alto; 
Ed Hall om clarinet, Jerry “Wild Bill” 
Bailey wumpet, Baby Dodds drums, 
Popa Foster bas, and Somebody else оп 
piano and guitar. By the time we lad 
Sur drinking done, they had all silted 
Sut and gone back эстон the sheet o 
work and. you could hear them der 
Side ss we ‘cowed c sect ке 

Je was during the second break of the 
afternoon that we шы King Jeflenon 
standing at the bar, We were on our 

oat о Johnny to have, a en 

ing was talking to Baby Dodds about 
Punch Miller, and we stopped ко lien. 
Je was a minute before ve noticed Baby 
vas embarrased and uying teal hard 
hot to be constrained. King had his 
trumpet case under his arm. 

"I Punch Miller in town?" one of us 
m 

The King swung around xo hard he 
almon. fell over. He was real drunk. 
"You know old Punch?“ he asked 
eagerly. 

“кам.” one of us said. “Jus his mu- 
ж. We got some of his records” 

Yeah, ће im town, I just telli 
Baby” =: 

"That was when we noticed Baby was 


gone. He had moved down the vacant 
bar and was talking to some cats at the 
other end. 
750 you boys know old Punch," King 
“Whyn't you go look old Punch 


jou his address” King 
sid. “Не be real glad to see you boys, 
Old punch is down and out fie on his 
uppers, and he sick. Thats nowhere to 
M nor in this New York towne He 
wrote the address on one of Ryan's cards 
and handed it to the nearest one of us 
71 just telling Baby about old Punch. 
Nou go see him." 

“We don’t know him" one of us sid. 


Wenn 
"Why don't you put your name on И, 
the one who had the card 
"er indi, "Yon bo 
s eye kindle "Yon boyy 
nom me? Sure, мп it. Here Gimme 

tha ear” 
fall yes; we know you." one of us 


бо ves ape ay? 
Epi 
He pedis “You Sep dpundi 
Ago ge here pit oes The 
oam cedere 
НЕ ere MEM 
ет perpe 
eee ы ысы 
Tose you ма He em ог ал de 
tar dead Baby Dodds and ue aking 
“I'm going to ke is card,” our 
bas man said, shaking it at um as we 
Жы Top A 
ing to keep it forever.” He put it in his 
ee 
соора ion one 
man said. “Belongs to the whole Ban: 
"LAE helk he baa man a 
We amd aout te id our 
Bu cers Te 
Saou ur ca oe 
а 
ое 
aae ees am min ihe 
Tea reote ed 


body's Sweetheart, пали Bailey 
punching out the drive in that sur 
Changed style of his 

King Jellerson was standing in the 
passageway around the left of the stand 
do the men’s room with his trumpet in 
his hand. Me would play а Hew bans 
tow, along widh them, and then he'd 
stop and reach up and pluck at Ma 
Don sir есте Bat would Took 
down at his drums cribarrasedly until 
he couldn't any longer, and then he'd 
look down at King and frown and shake 
his head and say something, and then 
smile, with that Constrained look of try- 
ing not to look constrained on his face 
‘embarrassedly. e was bothering his play. 
ing. King didn't even leave him alone 
when he was on his solo choruses, He 
Kept it up all through the set, but Baby 
never got mad. 

‘Once we saw WildBillBailey lean 


over and say something to the colored 
йашап and they bath shook. hei 
head and laughed. digustediy. When 
the set war over, МАВП liebed 
down and cut out quick. So did Baby 
and Pops Fouer. King, Jefenen lire 
gered around the sand. alter hey were 
Sil down, and blew liie blest on that 
Suite trumpet ss И he were warming 
Sp his lip. He would blow а bleat and 
look around and grin ава nad hi head 
and then blow another Bleat 

When we came back from Johnny's 
Twern and refreshment, they had al 
ra al marc and, King 
Was Standing în the pamagewny at Baby t 
how ngain, Finally, about the sixth ur 
а ‘bach rom Johnny 
find he wasn't there any more 

When the jum sesion was over and 
Ryans dest, we crowed ihe reet to. 
Johnny's Tavern through. that aimon 
unbearably melancholy, lonely twilight 
New York hs, to do some drinking and 
decide where to go for the evening and 
to argue tome more about the card. We 
NTC ми iting at the bar there when 
King Jefferson Came in with his trumpet 
cue ner nam. И 

Tie didn't seem to be any drunker, 
But he want any oberen. Ме remem: 
пета за 

"Now boys came on and have a drink 
wit old Ring 


me of us 


be proud to,” another of ws 
за 
We esed to Kind of Pll into i he 
way all e. rex al den did. exc 
Wa Backes: usara bin. Үш 
poe d 
"Là me de you Dog шу han" ће 
sa aier we pad icone бе trae 
T pot the cue dann on ie Mr and 
миш by i and ied Ше horn эш. 
Jimi, Й var a hell тщрк 
inet un Ма. He showed ur ihe i 
"e ginmc at born in Free” 
he st “Ean Yent, They row m mi 
Mc over ere МР he a 
j^ 
iu Boys rd my fand" 
Jes on monks king? one of ла 
wi 
“Хо, thats my ом band. 1 meno my 
Tata 1g ie ишн a nee 


hir the San. 
| "But we 


7 
disi, King” one of us sa 

ot їй town lat nigh 
Now dort want uo har ил King 
said, "Don't come down there. They al 
food boys, you understand: 1 ie m 
boys. But they just don't play old King’s 
ind of music. And all tHe people come 
they vant to dance, mot hear old Kings 
kind of music. Haye to play dance mir 
sit, Мом all my old boys let me. They 
getting better jobs, sce? That's al right. 
Тасу fine. You know 1 the man 
brought Buddy Ferril back? He work- 
ing in a lime Kiln in that great old city 
all ew Leim You know Buddy Fer 
пи 

Sure. On records" one of us said 
"Bob Rhynokis says hes the greatest 


jae drummer ever lived.” 
No he aint Baby Dodds is” The 
eyes kindle "You boys know 

Bob. Rhynoldsz 

"We just read about him,” one of us 
said, "We never met him." 

“He my good friend,” King smiled at 
us proudly, "Bob Rhynolds my old 
buddy." He put the horn back into its 
case lovingly and looked at it and then 
rubbed the bell wiu 
and cloned the cas, 


“You don't want to se m 
good band. They all med 
they aime Tike the old band. 


never going to be. ОМ Ki 


wouldn't 
lic to you. I can tell you boys know 
ood jur. Don't you boys come down. 


een 
Abs eum 
en 
DIIS TS 
dicc Les 
AS = 
ioi pce 
“You ы Bob La heap you tell 
Rennes cess de 

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Se 
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een 
en 
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1 ршен it was about а year or later 
anyway. ме were ome, in 
usines -that there was а Баце piece in 
Down Best hat said King Jefienon was 
amous to hear from any of his old 

nde ares the county or people who 
had seen him play and he would answer 
any leners (аш. The addicm was 
New Arcadio, ошата. 

“That was the lint we'd heard about 
his not being renewed at the Standish, 
ande shocked un. We'd always thought 
of him as a perennial. The ле of Us 
hod wet him agreed to write him a 
Jong newsy Teter, but something che 
ame up before we got chance todo i 
and we figured a lor of other people, 
frente he Bew ey wok өш wrie 


IC was probably a year after that 
maybe two, before Down Beat men 
tioned him again. They gave him a dou 
le column spread and used his picture, 
Ws bs ое, the опе that was an his rst 
ictor album. It was a good write 
1 had read the nbi for Both Fas Wal. 
ler und Johnny Dodds, and it was as 
ood as them. 

A ot of us musicians felt his dent 
personally. I remember 1 was sitting in 
ihe Rec Hall poolroom on tbe Square, 
ien in sell ме TECOS and 
the new issue had just come in up at the 
newsstand. | had taken my morning 
breakfor-colfce at the sore and used it 
to beat it over and get Tom 
Myers our old band's banman, and 1 
always took our morning breaks to get 
‘our topi when they caine out and 
ead them in the Rec Hall with a bottle 
coke, where it was quiet. Other morn- 
ings, we would go to Adams's Drugstore 
and have coffee at the fountain like the 
ther peasants 

"Tom came in from his father’s insur 
ame office just as T finished reading it. 
Tom had already seen it, on his way 
down from the newstand. Both of us 
Felt pretty somber, and we sat and 
talked about him so long we were both 
Tate getting back to work. We both felt 
the world ha lost something prey 
important, a piece of jazz history. No 
manier what e erties at, he had been 
important, a big man, а landmark. He 
маз a great jazman. Тош said he мй 

ad the signed card the King had given 
im that time at Ryan's, had it with his 
mese ет о 

Tt ought to be worth something some 

Чо! you Мы" 
Said, "T don't see why not. 

16 be to City Band prac- 


"t know. Marcia's been having 
trouble with the baby. She's been sick 
But ГЫ шу and make i” 
How he other one 
“The boy? Oh, hes over 
Eu d said. 
You know, we met a great jazman, 


already." 


И you ean.” 


when we met King Jefferson,” Tom said, 
as we left 
"We sure did," 1 said. “There won't 


be no more like him. 


SIGNAL 

(continued from page 41) 
only, just to see, What can happen to 
me? Nothing whatever! We shall ex 
Change a smile and that will be all, and 

Shall deny it most certa 

‘So 1 began to make my choice. 1 
yanıcd someone nice, very nice, and 

lenly 1 saw a tall, fair, very good- 
looking fellow coming along. 1 like fair 
men, as you know. 1 looked at him; he 
looked at me. | smiled: he smiled. 1 
made the signal, oh, so faintly: he re- 
plied yes with his head, and there he 
Nas my dear! He came in at dhe large 
door al the house. 

You cannot imagine what passed 
through my mind thent I thought 1 
should go mad. Oh, how frightened 1 
was Just think, he will speak to the 
servants! To Joseph, who is devoted to 
muy husbandt Jowph would certainly 
think that 1 had Keown that gentleman 
for a long time 

"What could 1 do? He would ring 
in a moment. thought 1 would go and 
тка: hin and ol Hon ће tad ade a 
imate and bek i to go away. He 
Toman. So 1 Tuch ‘tthe door and 
opened it just at the moment when he 
vas going lo Ting the bell and 1 stam- 
mered out quite stupidly: "Co away, 
monsieur, go away; you have made a 
mistake, а terrible mistake. Г took you 
for one of my friends whom you resem- 
bie. Have pity om me, monsieur” 

But he only began to laugh. my dear, 
nd replied: “Good morning, my dear: 
1 know all about your Ile story, you 
may be sure. You are married amd so 
you want forty francs instead of twenty, 
nd you shall have it. зо just show me 
in, if you please?” 

“And he pushed me inside, closed the 
door, and as | remained standing be- 
Tore him, borroraruck, he Kissed me, 
ри his arm round my waist and made 
me go back into the drawing room, the 
door of which had remained open. 
Then he began to look at everything, 
like au auctioneer, and continued: “By 
Jove, it is very nice in Your rooms, v 
сетат 
Tuck just now to do the window busi 
nes! 

"The 1 began to beg him again. “Oh, 


then, seeing Raoul's photograph 
оп the chimney piece, he asked me: "Is 
that your husband?” 

Yes that i ће 

He looks like a nice, disagreeable 
sort of fellow. And who is thi? One of 
your friends 

“He was your photograph. my dear, 
you know, in that gown with the daring 
Secolletage. 1 did not know any longer 
what I was saying and 1 stammered: 
Wes, it is one of my friends” 


“She is very nice; he said. "You shall 
introduce me to her. 

“Just then the clock struck five, and 
Raoul comes home every day at half- 
past! Suppose he were to come home 
before the other had gone; just think 
what would have happened! Then—then 
1 completely lost my head-altogeiher. 
КОЛАККА 
best thing would be-to get rid o[-of 
this man=2s quickly as posible. The 
Sooner it was over—you understand.” 

"The Marchioness de Rennedon began 
to laugh, to laugh madly, with her head. 
buried in her pillow, so that the whole 
bed shook, and when she was a little 
calmer she asked: 

d-and-was he good looking?" 


митом ~ 
eri орка, You have то iden 
how ратним hc is and how obstinates 
Whal am 1 do-tell esha an 1 dol 
The marchione ut up in bed to 
rec, and then she sudenly said: 
“Have bim апемей 
‘The barones looked wapefed and 
дапшетей ош: "What do you mean? 
Wit are you thinking af Have hin 
arrested? Under what pretest?” 
"That й very simple Co vo the emi- 
ay of ре end эу thet pen 
тып Ras been following yo bom for 
three экин, that he ha the пеене 
Fa 
tat he ha threatened you with ander 
Чып tomorrow and that you demand Ihe 
pereo 
"pus my бош, Soppan: be clica 
Pro wil 
will not believe hit, yon sill 
thiog, but they will believe you, who are 
эп reproachabie woman, and in sc: 
"OM 1 shall never dare to do ie” 
“Yow тш dare my dest, or you are 
uus 
"put think how he will 
arrested 
‘Good! You will have witnewes to his 
insulis and he will surely be манаад 
“Seen. wat 
pay damages. In such caves one 
swat ht pe 
"Ah! Speaking of damapes-ihere в 
one thing that Morris me sery much 
ery much indeed. He lele forty Trance 
pd 
“топу папа“ 
del 
“No more? 
“Noo 
"That й very Tile, would lave 
humiliated me. Weli? 
"Well What am 1 to do with that 
md 
The marchiones: hesitated for а few 
seconds, and then she replied in à ser 
pe 
"My dear—tbere i only ont honore 
ме ding to do with the money You 
mus make your husband a Н 
ot ie. Tha will e only ai 


nsult me if 


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A sensible custom is 10 place on the 
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read of peanuts, serve large fresh 
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Instead of ordinary popcorn taken from 
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Korn and dowe it generously with fresh 
ner and win d salt 
For large partis, the alcoholic mix- 
tures may be combined. not shaken 
Nora, Теў are then ore in 
uor bottles in your refrigerator untl 
needed. When making Martinis for in 
Seance, its а timesaver to combine the 
gin and vermouth in whatever propor- 
tions you prefer. Then when you are 
ready Vo serve the Martinis, pour the 
mixture into tall pitchers with ic, stir 


(continued from page 24) 


and serve. If posible, chill the cock- 
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them with crushed ice for a minute or 
o and then discard the ice just before 
pouring the cocktails into the glasses. 
“The classic Martini cocktail consists 
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While the orthodox Martinis served at 
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to one of vermouth, these proportions 
‘may be changed to four, five or even ten 
pans ol gin to one of von, depa 
ding upon the degree of dryness which 
you prefer. In the bottom of cach glass 
{here should be a pitted green olive. 
Alter the cold Martinis have been 
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peel should be twisted over the top of 
Each drink, allowing the spray of lemon 
ой to float over the top. The peel may 
be discarded or dropped into the glass 
34 nass 
1 quart boule of gin 
1 pint of dry French vermouth 
24 cocktail olives 
24 small pieces of lemon peel 
These proportions, admittedly, will 
make a fairly “wet.” or Christian, Mar- 
For а dryer, more pagan, drink, 
simply cut down the quanto of ver- 
mouth to suit your own taste. Some 


“Just what kind of research is Professor 
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brave souls prefer the lethal "in-and- 
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vermouth in it is whats left after a dash 
of the stuff has been swished around in 
the glass and then dumped down the 
drain. As the Romans siid, De gustibus 
non est disputandum (free translation: 
"es your funeral”). 

Place the gin and vermouth in several 
large Martini pitchers or cocktail shak- 
ers. Fill the pitchers with cracked 
Stir (never shake) with a long bar spoon 
for at least 14% minutes. Glases should 
be lined up with an olive in each glass. 
Pour the Martinis into the cocktail 
plc, taking cae o arain the ieg cre 
fully. Twist a piece of le el over 
each cocktail. Serve immediately. 

Tor sweeter tongues and rye addicts, 
serve Manhattans. Strangely, most peo- 
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grade of bonded whiskey for Manhat 
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better blends of rye free from any 
woody or smokey flavor. Manhattan. 
may be made with all Italian vennouth 
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Pss 

1 quart bottle of rye 

1 pint hal (wer) vermouth 

a maraschino stem cherries 

2 teaspoons biter 

Place the туе. vermouth and biter 
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Cocktail Shaker filled with cracked ice. 
Sit for at leat D minute, Put a 
cherry in each glas. Pour Manhattan 
Staining carefully, nto gases 


the Daiquiri should be shaken vigor. 
busty їп а cocktail shaker until it foams 
ad в stinging cold 

Y quant light тшт 

Juice ot 1 large limes. 


cup of sugar 
Face ingrediens in. cocktail shakers 
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Taste the Daiquiris before pouring into 
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1 quart rye 

Bitters 

24 pieces of lemon peel 


Sugar 4 
Ice cubes or coarsely cracked ice 
Carbonated water 
In the bottom of each Old Fashioned 

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spoon sugar. Add a small squirt of car- 

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glas. Add a 114 ounce jigger of whiskey. 

‘Twist a piece of lemon peel over each 

glass. Sur each drink. An additional 

squirt of water may be added before 
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STAGS FOR FUN 

(continued rom page 31) 
iron in honor of Prince Henry ol 
Wa, The prince had cone to dis 
entry to get away from the prim Pras 
Shin коша арй rata le digerere he 


The committee in charge of the princes. 
sisit got wind of his real reason for com- 
ing to this country, ж they arranged 


«ding in Chicago from which 
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Club, run by two sisters, Minna and 
Ida Everleigh, was the most elaborate 
bordello in the work; it, Вай au art 
gallery, a library, a grand ball room, 
and fountains diat spouted perf 

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Y 


ns celebrating the rites of Dionysius 
us, tearing at a paper bull with 
and devouring hunks of raw 
ing the uproar à coryphee lost 
her per tnd a man promptly found 
it. fled it with champagne, and drank 
from it, thus initiating a custom that 
was to symbolise mutual affection and 
respect between the sexes everywhere. 

A contemporary Stag of шка! pro- 
portions took place not long ago in Las 
Vegas There, the opening of a glitter 
ing new casino om the Strip was cele 
brated publicly with the usual hoopla — 
speeches by politicos, eyelash llurering. 
by note film beauties and the blare of 
big name bands. Bur the real celebra 
tion, held at midnight before am all 
male audience ol international gam- 
hiers, Nevada politicians and other 
pillas of society, was а no-boldsbarred 
Stag stayed by a famous New York and 
Hollywood nightclub impresario and 
starring another blonde movie queen 
who is famous for her пайкар antics 
She was “supported” by a lack of ма 
lets and а couple of Hollywood stu 

like most Stag 
Шу staged and cos 
Astra, Every erotic nuance in the lex- 
icon of love was explored; the orgy 
ҮҮ 


is decidedly dim. As one e 
ample out of many, let us consider the 
ling Stag that was tossed in a hall 
‘upstairs over a Milwaukee tavern re- 
cently and drew about five hundred cash 
customers at $500 a head. This was а 
profesional job put on by guys who 
make stag shows their business, and it 


lad both pix and live entertainment. 
But a sore head competitor tipped the 
Cops and they Ма We place dy 
sherif’s police, five РЫ men, seven 
Morale Squad ofen, and two city de 
sane Twenty-one arrests were made 
and 247 writs haved: charging patron. 
ge of a Фаст house. Abo, several 
iod up diving om of win 
he dolls working the show 
othe pardy wagon wear 
Sion of donc 
Infattendance. were prominent citizens 
lawyers, Бачите, ete) there was 
ov of wea ui was 
Sol doc 

receiving writs n the ocal prese 
So re и i» men. И your organiza 
tion has no money for such. рен 


Sables as new Sauter-Fincgan records or 
а house subscription to rLaveuy, why 
fool around? Why not take the time 


tested, traditional, fook-prool way? Why 
mot throw а Stag? 

‘On second thought, better try selling 
garden seeds. 


HECTOR 
(continued [rom page 50) 
wanted to kno 

"TU think that ор. too," he was in- 
formed, “and let you know later. At the 
moment everything is in abeyance. 
Were coming to a comer. 

They achieved the corner with dignity 
it not with speed, and continued on in 
amiable conesation, And as they pror 
темей, doors opened up along the 
Behind’ them. People in various stages 
of dishevelment appeared in these open 
doors and wanted to know things, Not 
receiving а satisfactory answer, they 
joined the ranks of the following party 
to find out for themselves. Prescody а 
‘considerable crowd of people, ignorant 
both as to why they were running and 
where they were running, were milli 
quite contentedlly through the corridors 
ol the hotel, Clerks and page boys ar 
Tived on the scene to inquire into the 
reasons for this unusual activity, Ina 

‘able to 


much no onc was abe 
them, they wo joined the 
started running with the best 


‘раме the two innocent causes of its 
су were too busy convers 
ng to give any coherent answers to the 
‘questions put to them. They desired 
be let alone, and had entirely forgotten 
why they were there themselves. Look 
ing after the hundreds of figures dis 
appearing down the hall ahead of thes 


Mr. Latkin's curiosity was aroused in a 
refined, unobtrusive way. 

"Goodness gracious” he exclaimed. 
“Look at all those persons running 
round the halls Wonder where they 


Mr. Owen, “but I'm getting pretty tired 
and thirsty. There should be barrooms 
along these halls for longdistance run 

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RAKE 
(continued from расе 38) 
айу dance in one of my letters home, 
ind the next thing 1 knew Mother had 
aken it upon herself to invite Louise 
up to Sewanee for the aflray. And when 
T'was coming home for а weekend [rom 
school, there would be Louise, up Гога 
visit with the family 
It's not ded so much being 
K wih for a weekend, but 
d to embarrass che 


hell ош of me 
brothers. Were 
there and nobody thinks 
it when somebody. d 
жов loaded, but when she upc 
сасе. settee” through 2 
Чок and throws candelabra а 
Chancellor ics sort of hand to ex 
plan to the fellows 
And those bawdy songs she used to 
sing! She has a une hike а сро à 
оке like a whee sliding in gravel and 
Alter four or five drinks she gets cross 
Syed: vo you can imagine the spectacle 
thar he hayedo and hoopskirt set w 
treated to when Ше stood on top of the 
piano and sang six venes of oll Me 
т. 1 telt a fice awkward about luy. 
fgg her back o the hotel and holding 
ler hc shower 
Then Tommy got to incubating my 
Чайу brain ol his and 
p with а plan, so 1 decided to 
tay it T ket Mother know several weeks 
in advance when 1 would be home on 
Spring vacation and, sure enough, vh 
1 got home lat week Mother greeted m 
‘withthe glad tidings that Louise would 
фе up for a "vst with the family. this 
weekend 
1 drove to the station yesterday mom: 
ing to meet her usin and on cur way 
© how 1 explained about 
Y had told her about it before, I 
эй, because it hadn't been really n 
шу up until now, and it was the sor 
Of thing that would he barras o 
Si ol un: 1 had fet that Mother would 
тийет have kept и within the family it 
posible, but we had been having yo 
"noch trouble with her lately that the 
pair had advised ws to take some 
Bim p a, especially with howe 
ess and so on 


vc general idea was tha 
essary for Mother to undergo 
treatment and we had been having a 
little trouble with her lately; especially 
about sleepwalking: she did some aw 
Tully strange things when she walked in 

her sleep, 
When Louise began to express her те 
ped that my 


press her with the n 

bedroom door when she ge 

our howe. This seemed а perfectly 

reasonable request, E suppose, and noth- 
said about it, 

ul 1 went out to 


the country club amd drank a doren 
highballs amd danced and threw golf 
balls at the flood lights and made disre- 
spectiul remarks about the other mem- 
bers, When we came home about one 
лм. Lofihandedly reminded her to lock 
her bedroom door, said! goodnight, and 


then went up to my room. I got into my 
р Ihe mj clothes over a chai 
besid ot into bed and rolled 


over a уло muss it up, and then. 
went up to the attic and slept on an old 
Му mother, being a motherly perso 


always assumes the role of the [s 


at seven 
forty fv every morning lor thirty years 
When he c У room ihis 
larning she found my bel empty but 
Jeter wili Hanging the cha 
"This was something o а jolt w her, 
pure, г getting me wp in the mon 
is generally a major engineering project 
AV die continued her waking rounds 
ийт down the hall she found the 
ely meaningful locked door to Low 
Boy, has die air been heny around 
this house today! When Тош and T 
came down for breakfast Mother was 
ripping with sweetnesy amd the oid 
tian’ leeks confused and uncomion- 
abie and rally mentioned some chores 
ie ed o ce to and lit the table ear. 
Louise felt the electricity and asked 
about й alter breakfast and 1 told her 
the temenes was just another one of 
Mother's symptoms and dit it made 
everyone uncomfortable. 1 could sce i 
Fa giving her the wiles, 10. 
ow, Tm sitting in my room 
at this typewriter and drinking 
ma brachwater, waiting for 
Louise to get her bay packed so $ can 
dive hero he station. Mother dower 
daran 
and Dad 


ing the lurn 
fount an excuse to go do 
office, 

Like 1 suid, I hate to do this to a 
pood friend like Louise, but who the 
hell wants a girl lor a friend? 

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sary 


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props have fallen [rom under my little 
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like she might think that marriages are 
made in heaven, and I wouldn't even 
ave bothered 10 say hello if my own 
company hadn't become tedious. There 
as such a look of frightened purity in 
her appearance ‘that 1 had only the 
St hope of picking her up, so you 

ne my eminent, that she 
seemed almost glad to see me when I 
oduced myself and offered а free 

1 tour of the Беат around us. 

‘Vm kinda scared by myself," she con- 
flc "E didn't know there would be so 
many rough looking people wp here. 
Жоо ш the Инын” T 

Пом easy! 

She seemed so obligingly iment on 
everything T said, listening with the 
open mouthed wonder found only in 
the naive or the wonderfully coy. And, 
sure enough, when we were driving 
down the Outer Drive and casually 
suggested she come up to my apartment 
to listen to my records, she gave the 
appearance of wrestling with the idea 
for a moment and then agreed 

could have surprised me 

‚make а dash for 

when we got up to 
ту place. She thumbed through the al 
talking excitedly in her 

about what she found 


concerto and asked me to play 
y and sat in the middle of the 

with a look of near transfguratic 
her Тасе while the music enveloped her. 

We talked of music and books and 
poems for a couple of hours, she with 
Wide cyed delight and me with astonish- 
ment that she knew and understood 
such values as Wagner and Wordsworth, 
Berlioz and Housman. 

How do you like that, Buz? I run 
across a girl im a notorious breeding 
pen like Bughouse Square, pick her up 
in forty seconds flat, take her up to my 
apartment, and — what happens? Right 
away she Washes her Girl Scout badge 
оп met 


As ever, 
залу 


curse arare 
апслоо, ILLINOIS 
riens 34, 1955 


DEAR nuz, 
‘At last T have а few 

swer your let м 

of ladies’ social tea over at the 


this evening left me 
straighten up the place a little а 
сате ol the baby. So, with 


beer, 1 пом settle down to write to you. 
{Forgive the sloppy typing; my fing 
infected where | pricked it om a diaper 
pin the other day.) 


Jot heiter 
old bourbon and b 
Ann to thank for that suggestion. Swell 
Jittle woman, my Annie? 

As far as that gettogether is con 
cerned, any time it's convenient for you 


vo bring your family ap fora уйй, come 
ead ae ис alas и e бз М 
town that were never dreamed of im 
Nantes and we will do ош bot to 
make them available to you, Some great 
Sol im the Art Tasca Anm put me 
‘We sure would like to accept your 
ind return invitation, but ks 
mighny valikely right now. What witk 
the baby and all, vc have a lot af new 
opened. Of coros. жете been saving 
a bie by not being able to squander a 
loc ot dough on movies and night cubs 
and сар like that, but irs sill а long. 

"ime beiween pay checka. 
Well thacs it for now. Ann left a 
Ies ines ae эи. and thik I 
rie her by having dhem washed b 
the me she gets back. After dat, Iri 
heading sig for the sack. Genta be 
brighecyed when 1 punch. that time 
Чо% ш eight thiry отокто morning. 

Your old buddy. 


sun 
А voice: 

Where's Hoffman? 

ANOTHER тоск: 

He's done for. 

Epilogue, The Tales of Hoffman: 


Jules Barbier) 


a 
HECTOR 


(continued from page 39) 
ners like us” 

“Perhaps if we keep on running, well 
come at last to your room, like Magellan 
—or was it MatFadden?— 1 don't know 
жашы” 

Au length, barely able to distinguish 
the best foot from the worst, they stag- 
gered through the door of 707 and fell 
Panting on the beds, where they lay 
‘until refreshed by a drink. The others, 
who had lost interest in the race, sat 
around with glasses in hand and waited 
patiently while the athletes got their 

cath, 

"Open а 


boule of champagne,” 


gasped Mr. Larkin, 
“Are you ured?” Madame Gloria 
asked. 
“Are we tired?” exclaimed Mr. Larkin. 


won?" asked Madame 


‘Why the rice, of course,” explained 


onc of the ladics who went with the 
mam. "Who won that?” 

“T won,” imerjected Satin. 

What did you win?” asked Mr. 
Owen. Em 


where?" 
“Don't ask silly question 
10 кай him into the adjoin 
Mr. Owen objected. "Are you asking 
me o abandon Ме Lain toe ner 
mercies of ee Шиве predatory (e 
males?” he cried. E я 
"Oh, don't worry about me.” beamed 
Mr. Larkin. “Weil get along sei 
mingly like females The moro 
merrier.” His brow creased me 


7" She began 


As Satin led Ме. Owen into the ad. 
ining room, he turned 
arkin become a smiling nan 
completely surrounded by women, Satin 
ом the door, 
lone at last," she murmured, and 
without rhyme or reason, placed her 
lips against the surprised but unreluc 
tam lips of Hector 

"What do you u 
asked after she had. 


“What do Jou think of it ze c Eis 
and simple?" T 

"I think,” he replied with conviction, 
shat it was far ош pure amd jt ccr 
tainly want simple." 

AS to thc fin, you muy be right 
ste залда, "bui youre trong bout 
the last part. For mé, its chiki play. 

“АП right sighed ме. Owen, “1 
Know when i've met my 

"Miro" corrected Sa 

Please,” protested Mr. Owen, rai 
ing an admohitory hand. AS Twas тау- 

NE. 1 know when 1 

Vou haven't been licked To hear 
you talk, onc would think I was a cat or 


non а cat or og insisted 
iced Mr. Owen without any 
show of warmth. "You have the worst 
‘qualities of bot.” 

Making оне last, hal hearted atempt 
to resist, Mr, Owen reached for the 
doorknob. only to discover that Satin 
had locked the door, To save face, he 


said, "E hate hotel doors. They always 
stich." 

‘And so do 1," said Satin, her bad 
eyes glowing with all sorts of uncemored 


enticements 
Mr. Owen, his bastion conquered, 
rolled his eyes heavenward and allowed 


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ional and a Није less i 
she might even have bee 


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