a barnyardy smell

There’s a real beheading in this picture with John as the beheadee and Lionel Barrymore the beheader.

“You shouldn't,” I said. Perhaps he might hire me for my refreshing honesty? I laughed faintly, then added, “Just kidding,” and gave him jazz hands.

Doubtless the authrix of the item in question was the same reportrix who told about “Paderewski and I” in a recent issue of a city paper which appears to have surrendered itself to reportrixes and such like curios.