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This page contains several brief humorous anecdotes typical of early 20th-century American satirical journalism, plus advertisements. The main content includes: **"Unsight, Unseen"** — A joke about a prisoner selecting his lawyer by name alone from a courtroom, choosing "Mr. Alexander" without seeing him. **"Feminine Reasoning"** — Senator Dolliver's anecdote mocking women's logic: a wife repeatedly sews a button on her husband's coat in the same place, blaming the tailor rather than acknowledging the real problem. **"Beware the Camel"** — A serious cautionary piece about camel bites during African desert travel, describing their dangerous bite mechanism. **"Getting Used to Being Indicted"** — A joke about Arthur Evans, a meat-packer's lawyer, who treats being indicted in different towns as routine/fashionable, reflecting contemporary antitrust litigation against large corporations. The page reflects turn-of-the-century concerns: trust-busting, gender stereotypes, and colonial adventure narratives. Advertisements include Wilson whiskey and Milo cigarettes.

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| ANT SCISSORS, AMT. NyLlw5 T loved a dark h ae One day in Washington recently'a group of politicians were ing, when “Uncle Joe There was a fi fully so But, when T beard of her this ye I really could have cri Excuse ‘The girl L loved had—ayed Sue of mi dhe sent the f cc of oil. “UNSIGHT, UNSEEN * iy Companion. tomake a reput the bar in the criminal co. lawyer d the judge who presided. prisoner asked the judge 1. Smith, John Brown, ge Green,” of young ys who were sand Mr The prisoner eyed the torneys in the cour and critical survey stroked his chin and said. “Well, T guess I will take Mr. Alexander."”"—St. Paul Pioneer: Post FEMININE REASONING Senator Dolliver was con fa such an argument,” he said. - [tis like the lo woman of For nan sat plying the needle one pretty little house. A coat of her husband's The husband himself appeared anid she said fretfully: "It » bad, the careless way the tailor put button on fifth time I have had tosew it —Detroit Fre VERY LIKE IT ked four-year-old Johnny away in the t Hy Cal ine in O EMESIS” PAINTING THE LILY We have now a charming 2 Gornass: Well, there » which Tt it away Statesman from date ¢ < Lire ts for sale by all lors in Great Britain, The Inter Building, Chance in. E. C.. Ragland. AGENTS Wison- Woe ontiy whaskiey, that places @ complete, quarankeed analysis on each kerery, baitle- Seeback label! Thats Al! all st hic report You have struck paregoric.” BEWARE THE CAMEL ‘The camel is a dangerous animal to ride—a much more dan- gcrous animal than the hore—for the reason that with his ser- pentine neck be can reach around when annoyed and bite his ame! e painted. They have nasty tempers. A desert is always noisy; the loud and angry snarls of the camels make the waste places resound. A camel’s bite is a serious matter. The strong teeth lock in the wound and a circular motion is given to the jaw, around and then back, before the tecth are withdrawn again. The wound is a horrible one. Thete are few camel drivers without camel gal, the celebrated African explorer, once said toa expressed a sentimental desire to cross the Sahara ck . I'll tell you how you can get a partial idea of in an African desert is like. Take an office sible, and put it, along with a savage dog, into 3 it prings. Then seat yout s«lf on the stool and have it driven over uneven and rocky ground during ttest parts of July and August, being careful not to eat or drink more than once every two days and letting the dog Mite you every four hours. This will give you a faint idea of the exquisite poetry of camel-riding in the Sahara "—Cireéanati Enquirer. GETTING USED TO BEING INDICTED Arthur Evans, general counsel for Swift & Co., the meat packers, blew along Pennsylvania Avenue: “Hi there, Arthur!" shouted a friend. “Where have you been?” “Oh!” said Evans, “I've been down in Nashville getting indicted with the Fertilizer Trust. Got to be a habit with me now. Every town I deop into I find the hospitable citizens wait. ing to indict me. All the rage."—Washington Correspondence, New York World. KNEW HIS MA’ Borroven: Say, old man, lend me a ten-spot, will you? Lespers: No, thank you, I'm not making any permanent investments just now.—Philadd phia Press. Mr. D. Prazzes, the grain man, is firmly of the opinion that the fates have it in for him and are working twenty-five hours out of the twenty-four in an endeavor to humiliate him. “It’s no use,” he sadly protested to some friends the other day, “T can't lift the hoodoo. Take my golf playing, for instance. Nine times out of ten I miss the ball when driving off from the first tee out at the Elm Ridge Club. And every one of those nine times 1 look around and find the veranda lined with people, all possessed of large eyes that look like porcelain plaques on a plate rail. The s however, L hit the ball; I knock it to a speck. Then T tum prou round, my chest swelling with And the single soul oa the veranda. Everybody st gone in."—Kansas City Independent. “Do vou think that wealth brings "No," answered Me. Du: “it doesn’t bring happi . but it gives a man a Litt bit of ¢ kind of orry be will take on.—If'g At your club or dealer's, SURBRUG-Importer Egyptian Cigarette of Quality AROMATIC DELICACY— MILDNESS-— PURITY | @® The Great Passenger Route of America—NEW YORK CENTRAL LINES comicbooks.com