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This page contains **two distinct elements**: a full-page **insurance advertisement** for The Prudential Insurance Company (left side) and a serialized **adventure story** titled "Gouts of Blood" (right side). The advertisement uses the metaphor of "Standing Guard" and "Gibraltar" (symbol of strength) to position Prudential as protector of policyholders—appealing to anxieties about financial security and family welfare. The story is a **swashbuckling historical fiction** featuring a French knight named Montretout de Ghuy engaged in combat and romantic intrigue. It's written in deliberately archaic, exaggerated language ("Morbleu!" "Ods blood!") typical of period adventure tales. The narrative emphasizes masculine virtues: martial prowess, honor, and passionate emotion. This appears to be entertainment filler common in early-20th-century magazines—the melodramatic tone and flowery prose are meant to entertain, not satirize. The page footer indicates this is from *Lake Placid Life*, a regional publication.

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Sg EMAS THE STRENGTH OF GIBRALTAR ! Standing Guard f over the interests of the holders , of nearly 4,500,000 policies is | The Prudential t } with its varied Life Insurance policies, f furnishing the very best protection to men, women and children of this land. A Policy for You OPP ARY Oe ee Write for rates. Dept. X The Prudential Insurance Company OF AMERICA = eowenes = eens Regean Gye ee \ JOHN F. DRYDEN Home Office NEWARK, §.J. GOUTS OF BLOOD. HOW MONTRETOUT DE GHUY BROKE HIS OWN RECORD FOR A FAIR ONE WHO WAS FALSE. | His good blade carves the casques of men, His lance is like a skewer: His strength is as the strength of ten— * (A fith edition, sure.) —Kemaunt Under the Kote. wager of battle. And the time limit —forget it not!” De Ghuy did not forget. ‘Ods blood! Of naught else did he pondér, being given to harboring the one thought at a time Methinks it is the way with such as push their fortunes to successful issue—single of heart and of purpose. | And yet in his sore plight a double life had served him passing well. An hour's delay till the flood fell, and time it would be called. De Ghuy bit his lip, whereat the folly of spilling more blood did but goad him anew. Morbleu!” he muttered, as he needs must. “Morbleu!" Then, after a little, once again, “ Morbleu!"" To one who understandeth not the S4LTAD I but known how a Briton bleeds,"" muttered Montretout de Ghuy, moodily, “I might have spared some fifty of them.” Yea, and a hundred, by'r Lady!—if in sooth it be held not against me that I give tongue to the free speech of the times, which I, a sorry scrivener, have yet essayed to picture. Yet hark ye back to Montretout— | well acquit of such camage as gives me pause to reckon the dead with help in some sort from an adding machine. (For, mark ye, 1 cry explicit ere there A be time for a tedious tally) Even as Pature of an oath, ‘twould seem but he spoke the blood had overflowed the Poverty of speech. Yet in sooth de tmoa had thence debouched from wher, Ghuy did swear with more elaboration the castle topped the hill, and filled the *han it becomes me to record. natural avenues of escape with a crimson "59 1 must swim for it!" quoth he, stream. at last. And, sacre bleu! I know not ‘Thus Montretout, in splendid yet in- ie ore hated before a sees convenient isolation, surveyed his hasty 5#S borne the knight to safety. Yet exploit with concer. The dead were now, in lieu of horses, behold a litter! filed everywhere, Now. at last, he Even the chevaux de frise is horse de knew his strength. Could fear have a ! The wren has wings, but I— found a lodging in that heart, ‘twould J'Y, Suis. ead yet, for lack of wherewithal to feed, have ¢, Tas Dut the truth. In his blind fared for scarce so great a space as over- {WfY Montrctout de Ghuy had | slain night. Else Montretout, having looked, Chargers and men alike. And now, at himeclf had feared. Nathless, the spec. Natt sick, with fighting drunk, for love tacle for the nonce did rein his speech *thungered—he was a long way from ta Rating words home. Moreover, his strength was well- ‘There were seven in single file had set "8h spent—dwindled, indeed, to the upon him; his lowered lance had spitted Paltry power of one man. His money Sen aie se: wholiy so. And now the bon-bons bet The western wall dripped with blood id chafe his knightly pride. What and brains... ‘Twas where the treacher- ‘hing of price was here portable. since CORRECT ANSWERS TO ‘JUDGE’S Picture Puzzles IN CONTEST No. 5. The following are the correct answers to the twenty-four puzzles comprising Jupce’s Picture Puzzles, Contest No. 5: The names of those who have been successful -in solving the puzzles will be published in next week's Juvce (No. 1083). 13. Hoe. 14, Cultivator. 15. Rake. (6. Corn-cutter. 17. Spade. (8. Harrow. 19. Brighton Beach. 20. South Beach. 21. Rockaway. 22. Long Branch. 23. Atlantic City. 24. Ocean Grove. (. Prune. 2. Date. 3. Mango. 4, Pear. 5. Orange. 6. Plum. 1. Morse. 8. Howe. 9. Watt. (0. Franklin. (1. Sit Humphrey Davy. 12. Eti Whitney. ous Cochon de Boulogna charged against Pack might not be burdened with all him with all his crew. De Ghuy did but ‘4t slittering armor? No need to look step lightly aside from the press as fer List s pet ee fad, oe oy he felt his foes’ hot breath upon him; *W#re they had been flung to the and the wall had done the rest "Twas, stirrup-holding lackeys of his foes. A pantie’ a dead wal * ring, a chain? At least, some bauble to Writin like ghastly record the copse’s S8¥€ his honor and his eligibility as be- tale, There had de Ghuy done battle {T° this costly enterprise. Presently with both hands, arriving betimes with Be descried upon the carmine flood the eee arabe ith corpse of a man. | mailed feet,in the manner of the boxing S°TP** © i wae French. And this errantry alone had .,/ A. flower!” ered he, joy fully undone a score of knights. A score well Ya! I, too, shall float, and the cur- scien acy rent will give me passage to yon bank In the thick of it all, the fair-haired . S° Saying, he bucked the tide, and dane Godirey Greataas the swash of the tepid flood came over “A welcome to our midst!” rang his @88inst his Duckler. “After all,” he I gereatete: cuattene murmured, with the true esprit Gaulois, “Merci,"" replied Montretout, lightly, “1 2m in my clement” as ever polite and smiling. Whereat a great cavity punched he in the English- man’s abdomen, and the sneer on the |big one's face turned to discomfort as gel ES ene: in. from her lattice, Yvonne L'Anxieuse And still the blood ran from the Eng- laughed sweetly: “How now, Sir lish arteries. Thicker than water, ‘twas Knight. and afoot? Is it thus the | put sluggish in the channel that cut off Tecord-breaker lags till the eleventh de Ghuy from the forest where dwelt hour? Such hurry, methinks, doth set |the Fai. Damnable, say you? Nay, @¥Kwardly on a gentleman of France. not so, else de Ghuy had quickly _ Montretout looked aghast, for all his |dahoasa kesh ees bloody face. Her tone—was it true “Twas the twenty-second hour since 10ve's tone? And there, pawing the Montretout issued smiling from the BTound, stood the over-fed charger of the Chateau Yquem, In the dusk of his CtPet-knight, Guillaume le Gros Tete departure, “Yvonne L'Afxicuse had , De Ghuy fumbled at his corselet and | pinned to his corselet the covering of “few forth—mon Dieu! not the lady's her dainty hand. This had he stooped Slove, which he thought lay near his to kiss, but she waved him away: heart, but—a mitten, ae “Break your own record first. Fail-and _"TW48 at this moment of his knightly a bow of bonbons forme, That is the career that Montretout de Ghuy did right bitterly repent -his oath never to | # Often, sayeth the troubadour? Aye, of twenty, by swear in the presence of a lady. the rood!” Yet such is poesie, he may not specify. Ltn pagal ARMED. With the cuckoo’s last call a crimson knight made sprint into the courtyard of the Chateau Yquem. Secing him Lake Placid Life; someting new. something Bright. Published at Lake old in the xs. 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