See those girls below, looking all coy and harmless?
Well, they're not. They're cooking up a plot to show everybody what a weakling modern man is.
Weakling - that's the word . . .
It's all part of a show they're putting on at the Hawthorn Town Hall tonight to raise funds for the Toorak Teachers' College.
Meet, from left to light, Bronwen Jones,
V.U Kium.es, .inn .iiL-i'L'
Now part of this .show is a thing called "the pageant of lo\c."
It will start way back in the caveman days, when men were men,
and - von know: Clubs and pursuits and drajr ging off victims by the bair, and all thal.
And so it will come to those wonderful, senile days of Sir Waller Ral- eigh - sonnets, seren- ades, and brave men dying at the point of a sword, all because some woman with blue eyes threw a rose from a balcony.
Love - true, magnifi- cent love.
But somewhere after Sir Waller the decline started. Something hap- pened lo men-or maybe lo women. It doesn't matter much.
The point is that this show tonight will show man as the pursued, not the pursuer.
The poor fellow hasn't got a clue. Just a bit of putty that women can twist and mould and flatten any way they
My, those three women arc pretty, though.