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This page is primarily **advertising** interspersed with light humor columns typical of early 20th-century Life magazine. The left side contains four brief humorous anecdotes ("Our Foolish Contemporaries"), including a satire on romantic taxi rides where lovers fantasize about spring flowers—only to discover the meter reads $4.50, deflating their sentimentality with modern commercialism. The right side features **product advertisements**: Garrick Club Whiskey, White Rock table water, and Hotel Wawa (a Grand Trunk Railway destination). These ads use the language of quality and refinement ("host's highest compliment," "world's best"). The humor reflects genteel, middle-class concerns of the era: romantic disappointment, marital misunderstandings, and the gap between Victorian ideals and practical reality. There are **no political cartoons** on this page—the satire is social rather than political, poking fun at contemporary manners and foolish behavior among ordinary people. The page represents Life's dual function: satirical commentary paired with upscale advertising targeting educated, affluent readers.

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ela es OUR FOOLISH. (ONTEMPORA VERNAL VOYAGE IN A TAXICAB Let's whirl to where the daisies are And primrose pastures, near or far; We'll wreathe our brows And breathe our vows And sing our sonnets to a star! ‘Through this dusk path of leafy gloom We dimly scent the clover bloom, How sweet a thing This laughing spring, Decked in a nodding lilac plume! Stop! Let us linger in this glen Bosky with violets. And when We bear the rill Sing to the hill Be glad that spring is here again. fon! Skimoa! To pansied gloam re hyacinths and daisies foam To greet us—Bing! This blooming thing Has registered $4.50! —Kate Masterson, in New York Sun. KEEPING HIS WORD A house-paiater ina New Hampshire village was proceeding down “‘the main street" one day when he was accosted by a fellow-townsman, “Hello, Tora!" called the latter. “Why, I thought you were working on old Spinner’s house to-day was about to commence the job,” said the painter, “when the old man picked a quarrel with me. He said he'd put the paint on himself.” “Do you think he'll do it?”* “Well,”’ said the painter, with a smile, “when T passed just Som, that is where he had put a great deal of it.""—Lippincott's ‘Tue Sovtn yor Hosrtratity: The Manor, Asheville, North Carolina, is the best inn South.—Booklet JUMPING AT A CONCLUSION In the amiable way of villagers, they were discussing the mai 1 affairs of a couple who, though recently wed, had begun to find the yoke of Hymen a burden. “Tis all along o' these hasty marriages,” opined one caustic old gentleman, who had been much to the fore in the discussion “They did not understand each other; they'd nobbut knowed each other for a matter o” seven year. “Well, that scems long enough," said an interested lady listener. “Long eno’! Bah, ye're wrong! canna be too careful. nineteen year!" “You certainly were careful,” agreed the lady listener. did you find your plan successful when you married ?"” “Ye jump to conclusions!" said the old man, impatiently. understood her then. so I didna marry her!" —Tu- Bits. When a body's coortin’ he Why, my coortship lasted a matter o° “And “1 CURE NOT PROVED It is not every one who proves the ineffectualness of insomnia cures at seven years of age. ‘The father of the lad who was about seven years old was a physician, and when the child found diff culty in getting to sleep was ready with advice. “Til tell you something that will soon put you to sleep,” he said. “You begin and count slowly up to one hundred, and then another hundred, and so on, and before you know it you'll be deeping. Try it to-night when you go to bed.” Everything remained quiet that night until the father went to retire. As he passed the boy's bed a little voice piped: “Papa.” ‘es, my boy.” “What comes after trillions?" But the wakeful youngster's query was not answered; his father had vanished into his own bedroom.— Louisville Courier- Journal, Prorrsstonat Wanprren: Sonny is this here town one o them local option towns? Bor: Yes, sir; I guess %, sir. drug store of the grocery.— Bellman. You can get it either at the GREAT BEAR SPRING WATER “Its parity has made it famous.” ‘THE BEST IN THE HOUSE” (jacrich Cab Wri The, host’s highest compliment to his guests. The Judg? | od Brother pe a (darper and The Marg (Dofield an Fritsi, by twy Compa Seeing FE Warmer. (T The City podbs-Merr The Chu Gladden. (F Priest an Houghton, The S McClurg an The Barr en. $1.50.) The Wei (litle, Bro Quickene aed Compa The Sup — ~ (Little, Bro While Rock. “The World’s Best Table Water” Alfred E. Norris & Co., Proprietors, Philadelphia $1.50.) The Old ner’s Sons. Practical Seas. $1.5 Humorot by Greenvi Prince ( Fenno and The Car (B. W. Do The Ten Company.) Katharis (The McC Love's L Company. The Ma: (Frederick Veyenne Compan: Ideas of Page and | Hannell Page and The Ca: (Lothr $1.50.) The Bel (Lothrop, $1.50.) School J Snedden Company Stories beth M. V Indianape The Ca (L.C. Pay Love an borg. (1 Prisone McClurg The Fa Mead an The M ton. (Do The Di Mead an The Hit of the Hour, “Richard's Poor Almanack,” beautiJully bound and illustrated humorous book, sent Jor 100. Address White Rock, Flatiron Building, Moderaan Every Resoecte Elect roughout. Hot & Cold Waterta every room, ay Foyer staore: ing Bang Ben ror Boating for all Kine Witte for copy of Handsome Booklet descriptive touny ef tre Gllowings VAUX, 917 Merchants Loan & Trost Bidg., Chicago, JU, WE, yo Broadway. New York City Ei, norsTOk, yon Wasninctes Succ, Boren, Mass. W. ROBINSON, 9:6 Park Dullding, Ptaburg, Pa: rate Masa vals, & Teket Ageat Pasa Tinite M Gen. Pass Montreal ‘Montreal, pated ¢ BAYS TeiStesracyertiscbceante terry roit Comicbooks.com