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Life — December 7, 1905 — page 50: Life, 1905-12-07

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This page contains mostly **advertisements and humor pieces**, not political cartoons. **The ads** promote a Witt's ash can (fireproof storage) and J. & F. Martell Cognac brandy. **The humor pieces** include: 1. **"Discouraged Chauffeur"**: A job applicant rejects a chauffeur position after learning the employer has unreliable machinery—satirizing labor disputes and worker frustration with poor equipment. 2. **"Honorable Intentions"** (bottom): A comic exchange where "Mickey" asks a driver to charge for transporting them through an alley decorated with white ribbons, likely referencing wedding decorations. The humor appears to involve working-class courtship customs. 3. **A serialized romance story** (top right): Depicts a woman named Juniper and man named Paul Radilon reconciling after 25 years, with a subplot involving a U.S. President—typical sentimental fiction of the era. The page reflects **early 20th-century American humor**: labor tensions, class distinctions, and romantic melodrama were standard Life magazine content.

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‘LIFE: Write us for name of de in your town who sells The only safe can to have in your cellar for furnace SQ ashes. Absolutely fire-proot—made of corrugated Q steel, close-fitting lid. Bottom of can is above the floor ; rests on rim only. By far the most economical can for you to buy. First cost may be a little more, but Witt’s will Jast longer than two of any other can. Known by “ Witt's Can" stamped in lid and bottom, WITT's PALL (5 and 7 gal.) for ashes and garbage. THE WITT CORNICE Co., Dept. B, Cincinnati, O (Founded 1715) xKK* AND FINE OLD LIQUEUR GENUINE OLD BRANDIE } MADE FROM WINE Sole Agent G. S. NICHOLAS New York She leaned toward him with a look of keen anxiety on her beautiful face. Paul Radilon, in spite of his intense love, now so suddenly awakened again, felt the warm blood rush to his face. The old Puritan spunk in him was rampant once more. He loved her, but he couldn't give “Never!” he exclaimed. “Juniper, I love you just the same—I have exactly the same feeling for you that I had on that dismal day when we parted a quarter of a century ago. But in spite of this, I cannot be untrue to myself. I want you to understand distinctly, that if you care still to marry me, I must be the master. There must be no doubt about this.” A look of relief came over her face. Juniper « “[ have had enough of power,” she said. “I've tried it, and it no longer satisfies me. I have learned my lesson. Without love it is all an empty |shell. Paul, will you come and rule over me?” Radilon clasped the President of the United States in his implanted upon her lips a fervent kiss, little did Highton, who t outside drinking a cup of afternoon tea with the private secretary, realize that once more a new era fiad dawned upon the American Republic Gerald Hopton, Discouraged Chauffeur. “© O you are the applicant for the position as chauffeur?” asked the gen- tleman, looking up from his desk. “Yes, sir,” replied the man who had just entered the room. “Are you & union man?” + you have worked on a machine for eight hours and the thing won't go, what do you do?” “Oh, well, sir, if you've got one of that kind of machines I don’t want the job!"—Yonkers Statesman, HONORABLE INTENTIONS. Mickey: SAV! MISTER, SE AN’ MIE FINANCER WANTS TER KNOW WOT YR'D CHARGE TO DRIVE US TROO FINNEGAN'S ALLEY WID A BUNCH O° WHITE RIBBONS TIED ON YER WHIP.