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Argosy All-Story Weekly, July 7, 1928 — page 119: what you’re looking at

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Argosy All-Story Weekly, July 7, 1928 — page 119: Pulp Fiction, 1928

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‘= . fy if, se “ae TS Lif ; A a Ask Him Another It was bad enough when McGloster, the old circus publicity man, took to writing advice to the lovelorn—but his next venture in the literary world was even more startling By JOHN H. THOMPSON ; OU write that stuff?” Bill y pointed his finger accusingly, incredulously, at the half col- umn of “Answers to Puzzled Lovers.” McGloster nodded smilingly. ‘ But it’s signed ‘ Betty Berry.’ ” “You can’t always believe every- thing you read,” replied McGloster. “Tisten to this, Jim!’ Bill turned to me and read from the column: “Dear Berry Berry: “ Boy friend is mad at me because I let another nice young fellow kiss me at a dance last night. Boy friend says I oughtn’t to let any fellow kiss me unless I’ve been introduced to him. He says he is through with me~ What shall I do? “ Puzz_ep LirtLe SWEETHEART. “* Puzzled Little Sweetheart,’ d’ye cet that?” said Bill witheringly. He turned back to the paper. “‘ Here’s what Betty says: “Dear PuzzLep LirrLe SWEETHEART: “Boy friend has good reason to be mad at you. You ought never, never let young fellows kiss you promiscu- ously, especially when you haven’t been introduced to them. You should send a sweet note to boy friend, telling him that you are sorry and will never do it again. “| didn’t use that word ‘ promiscu- ously ’; the editor stuck it in,” inter- posed McGloster. He evidently realized that some sort of defense was expected. “It isn’t the ‘ promiscuously ’ that’s objectionable; it’s the whole blamed thing,” declared Bill. “‘ Why, it’s nothing but a gob of mush.” “The circulation went up a hundred 259 Gomicbooks (E@)