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This page is primarily **advertisements and short stories**, not political satire. The ads feature: - **Baker Electrics**: Early automobiles marketed as reliable, easy-to-operate vehicles for wealthy buyers - **Smith & Wesson Revolvers**: Firearms advertising emphasizing reliability and accuracy - **Focantico Lodge**: A vacation resort The text sections include three brief anecdotes: - "Not Safe for Him": A hotel lobby story about social climbing and etiquette - "She Survived It": A humorous tale about a woman's exaggerated concern over a child's small size - "I Want to Tell You One More Story": An elderly man's account of meeting a reformed sailor These are light, moralistic humor pieces typical of *Life* magazine's satirical format—poking gentle fun at social pretension and human nature rather than specific political figures or events. The page reflects early 20th-century advertising and publishing conventions.

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BAKER ELECTRICS ‘Tee Aristocrats of Motordom Of all automobiles, of any type or power, none so fully meets ever irement for daily use » [as the BAKER IMPERIAL It is a substantial runabout, an excellen climber and has more speed in conformity with city ordinances. THF BAKER IMPERIAL is light, yet exe tremely serviceable and durable. Being absolutely free from grease and odor, the imm: ulate cleanliness of its bea tiful finish and upholstery make it the ideal vehicle for fastidious people A BAKER ELECTRIC is always ready (o start on the int by the operation of a lever. Its control is so simple and requires so little effurt that a child can drive it. Branches in all large citi Write for Catalogue. The Baker Motor Vebicle Co. 10 Jessie St,, Cleveland, 0. Doubled in capacity and with new tures. A toboggan slide, of model ¢ hotel, isa new winter sport p Davi B. Pu POCANTICO LODGE, open all year BRIARCLIFF LODGE, June 1 to Dec. 1 ¥. S Comstord, at Sew York Office, Windsor Areade, Filth Avenue and 46th Street neral Manager. Weak tatteries are a nurance on Jens engine. In their place install an APPLE AUTOMATIC SPARKER Automatic Sparker n de A The Development of the SMITH & WESSON revolver. Watch for vext month's Pictare “THE MAN WITH A FLINT LOOK.” pa stantly, unerringly than the ordinary weapon will carry. tage issold to you with every SMITH & WESSON revolver, | REVOLVERS The Man with a Wheel-Lock ever knew whether it would fire, or simply flash in the an, It was quicker than the Matchlock, but not so ependable. The Man with a SMITH & WESSON nows he can depend on it. He knows it will shoot in- and be effective at a greater distance “This immense advan- The .:2.a0d .38 sshot—.44 6 shots—double action SMITH & WESSON revolvers—combine every quality of per- fection—and are kaown, used and depended upon the world over, They give high penetration and because of their mechanical excellence—and the perfect alignment of cylinder and barrel—are unusually accurate. These models are made with automatic shell extractors. ALL SMITH & WESSON revolvers Our new booklet “The Revolver” illustrates and describes each have this Monogram model in detail and gives instruc trade-mark stamped tions for Target Shooting by fon the frame. None expert. The most interestiny others are genuine, Solver catalog publisbed. on request SMITH @ WESSON 42 Stockbridge Street 5 5 ree Springfield, Mass. Pacific Coast Branch, 114 Second St., San F-ancisco Not Safe for Him. on the eighth floor of the Brown Hotel last night to see the art exhibit. When ready to go the woman said: “Wait a moment, John. 1 want to look over the balcony rail- in, She did sy and was astonished at the distance and the floor of the lobby. “My! she said, between her “that's a long w. As she moved toward the elevator she asked: “John, they frequently hold banquets on this floor, don’t they?” “Yes, indeed,” he replied “Well,” said, “I'm never going to let you come to another unless the W. C. T. U. or the Y. M. C. A. gives it. This railing is too low to fe for a man who likes cham- pagne as well as you do.”"—Denver Post. she She Survived It. ISS LOUISA M. ALCOTT was once vis- iting at a small town in Connecticut in which only a few days before an exceed- ingly small child had been born. In the course of conversation the child was spoken of, and Miss Alcott laughingly said: “I have heard that I was a very small infant. In fact, tra dition says that I could be put into a quart tankard and the cover replaced.” One old lady, who had been listening at then asked, sympathetically: —Boston Herald. tentively, did you live? WANT to tell you one more story, the story of the lost opportunity. Young peo ple don’t realize the full sadness of it, but who of us older people doesn't know the pathos of the lost opportunity? In the village which is (a suburb of New Bedford a friend of mine took me to the dedication of a town hall and pointed out to me a bronzed, weather-beaten old man over 90 years old. “Do you see atty passion in that old man?” said he to me “You don’t; well, T can make him a_ per. | fect voleano to you. Tl just mention to [him something very casually.”| And he did Well, that old man suddenly gave vent to an outburst of profa such as T had never | heard in my life before. I listened to hin with delight with which one listens to an ar jtist. The cause of it was this. When that ds man young sailor he came back from a three-year erui id found the whole town had taken the pled, He hadn't; so he was ostracized. Finally he made up his mind he couldn't stand ostracism any longer, he went to the secretary and said: “Put my name down for that temperance society of yours.” Next day he left on another thr year cruise. It was torture to him to wat his men drinking and he pledged not to. Fi- nally he got home. ity was a atid and He got a jug of good stuff, ran to the society, and said: “Take my name right off.” “Tt isn’t necessary,” said the secretary, “you were blackballed."—From Specch by Mark Twain, DENVER politician and his wife were