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This page contains **unrelated content**: vintage humor columns ("College Wits") and a **Vanity Fair subscription advertisement**. The left side features brief comedic quips from various college humor publications—jokes about a woman named Alice Steele who serially dates men, a child's logic about heaven and Chautauqua, and references to academic life. These are simple, era-appropriate puns with no deeper satire. The dominant right side is a **product advertisement** for Vanity Fair magazine (a sophisticated lifestyle publication). It satirizes social anxiety by mocking those who are "social glooms" or "intellectual wet blankets" at dinner parties, positioning Vanity Fair as a cultural passport to witty sophistication. The ad name-drops philosophers (Bergson, Emerson) dismissively and promises readers will learn trendy skills like writing "vers-libre" poetry and identifying "Newport dowagers." The Charles E. Hughes anecdote at bottom left references his **1916 failed presidential campaign**, using his self-deprecating humor about New Hampshire as evidence he's "a good loser." This is primarily **advertising content**, not editorial satire.

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“Is Alice Steele ever remorseful over jiting Harold and Francis and Elbert and Aired?” “No, she’s case-hardened.”"—Pelican. Philosophy—Fond Mother—Dorothy, if you are bad you won’t go to Heaven. Don’t you know that? Little Dorothy—Well, I’ve been to the Greus and the Chautauqua already. I can’t expect to go everywhere.—Orange Peel. His Look—“That Prof. has such an academic look.” “That’s due to the pupil in his eye.”— Froth. Hard Luck—How’s the world treating you? Not very often.—Jester. Tell It, George—He—I’m afraid this story will shock you. Shke—It will if I haven’t heard it.—Jack o° Lantern, Don’t Cry Over Spilt Milk—‘I'm 0 sorry I missed that opportunity to kiss you. “Oh, don’t fecl bad about it—there will be others.” —Froth. No Hope—Pansey—Isn’t it tragic that John fell down on his job? Lily—Well he still can make good. . Pansey—No he can’t, he was a steeple- jack—Jester. Before and After Charles E. Hughes evidently has a sense of humor and is certainly a good loser. In his recent talk at Brown University, where ¢ was the guest of the class of 1881, he made passing reference to his unsuccessful campaign for the Presidency, in these few words: “TI feel very much at home in New England—with the possible exception of New Hampshire. I have the pleasure of fesuming entirely human relations. 1 have all the emotions—before and after.” Six Months of Vanity Fair Will Enable you to Ignite a Dinner Party at Fifty Yards Don’t be a Social Gloom. Don’t be an intellectual Wet Blanket. Don’t kill the dinner'stone dead along about the chicken okra or the baked sea bass. Enjoy it all the way from the cocktails and caviar clear through to the coffee and Coronas. Make others enjoy it. Vanity Fair will act as your passport to popularity. It will teach you how to write vers-libre on your shirt bosom; how to wear a tiara without hatpins; and how to tell a Newport dowager from a searlion. In short, it will keep you in touch with everything stimulating, novel and amusing in the brilliant kaleidoscope of American life. Vanity Fair costs 25 cents a copy—$3 a year. There is more joyous. fun-making and mental stimulation in one single copy than in fourteen yards of Bergson or Ralph Waldo Emerson. Yet, if youdo not know Vanity Fair, or would like to know it better, you may have six whole copies for an insignificant dollar bill. Six Months of Vanity Fair for $1 Stop where you are! Tear off that Coupon! VANITY FAIR, 449 Fourth Avenue, New York City I want to go through life with my mind open; to keep my nope warm; to fe btn want you to send me the next with the newest and liveliest influences of modem life. Therefore, six numbers of Vanity Fair. My favorite dollar is enclosed. +» Street... Name. .