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Interlude, v. 1, issue 4, July 1940
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the eighties), J. Ray Spink (long associated with will Murphy in the days of the glory of the Philadelphia Amateur Journalists' Club in the early days of this century), and the writer, were offset by the brief remarks of many others, and thoroughly relieved by several who contented themselves with merely taking a bow. Undoubtedly the amazing tricks of legerdemain by former member Frank Henderson, who has substituted mastery of magic for artistry with press and type, provided the diners with the most novel and entertaining five minutes that any convention has ever experienced. Harold Segal's eleven-year-old sister Charlotte is not likely ever to forget her first evening out, when she assisted a magician in tearing up strips of green and black paper and he turned his into a neat bonnet for her, whereas hers remained only torn pieces! The presence of a good representation of the younger members was especially delightful. Ralph Babcock was there, and at his best, amiable and winning. He took a considerable amount of raillery over his remissness as official editor, but the good grace with which he accepted criticism, his very evident interest in the welfare of the association, and the admirable manner in which he participated in discussions and contributed to the movement to better the National quite won the hearts of all who came to condemn him. He is potentially one of the greatest assets of the association, and everyone looks forward to further fine numbers of the Scarlet Cockerel. Hirst Mendenhall attended his third consecutive convention and impressed his earnestness and his sound judgment on all important discussions. Bayard Oxtoby, who made the Berkeley convention anxious by failing to appear (he went to Detroit instead!) reached Philadelphia promptly and directly. He is an admirable chap, a bit reticent, but genial and enthusiastic. Robert Holman and his wife, pub-
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the eighties), J. Ray Spink (long associated with will Murphy in the days of the glory of the Philadelphia Amateur Journalists' Club in the early days of this century), and the writer, were offset by the brief remarks of many others, and thoroughly relieved by several who contented themselves with merely taking a bow. Undoubtedly the amazing tricks of legerdemain by former member Frank Henderson, who has substituted mastery of magic for artistry with press and type, provided the diners with the most novel and entertaining five minutes that any convention has ever experienced. Harold Segal's eleven-year-old sister Charlotte is not likely ever to forget her first evening out, when she assisted a magician in tearing up strips of green and black paper and he turned his into a neat bonnet for her, whereas hers remained only torn pieces! The presence of a good representation of the younger members was especially delightful. Ralph Babcock was there, and at his best, amiable and winning. He took a considerable amount of raillery over his remissness as official editor, but the good grace with which he accepted criticism, his very evident interest in the welfare of the association, and the admirable manner in which he participated in discussions and contributed to the movement to better the National quite won the hearts of all who came to condemn him. He is potentially one of the greatest assets of the association, and everyone looks forward to further fine numbers of the Scarlet Cockerel. Hirst Mendenhall attended his third consecutive convention and impressed his earnestness and his sound judgment on all important discussions. Bayard Oxtoby, who made the Berkeley convention anxious by failing to appear (he went to Detroit instead!) reached Philadelphia promptly and directly. He is an admirable chap, a bit reticent, but genial and enthusiastic. Robert Holman and his wife, pub-
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