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This page contains a serialized fiction story (continued from page 636) about two rivals, "Sunset" and "Smoky," competing for a woman named "Liz." The narrative culminates in a high-stakes poker game where the loser agrees to commit suicide—a dramatic, darkly comedic Western scenario typical of early 20th-century pulp fiction. The story appears to be satirical melodrama: two men resolve their love triangle through increasingly absurd stakes (drawing revolvers to their own heads, then playing cards for life-or-death). This reflects contemporary satirical magazines' tendency to mock overwrought masculine honor codes and frontier mythology. The bottom half is a full-page advertisement for The Gorham Company, a Sterling silver and luxury goods manufacturer located in New York, listing products like silverware, ecclesiastical wares, and bronzes. **Modern context:** The fictional scenario parodies exaggerated Western masculine honor culture; the advertisement represents early 20th-century luxury marketing.

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-LIFE- ‘if i i ull (Continued from page 636.) it softly. Then he went over and turned up the oil-lamp, which now sent a feeble glow over the dusty floor. The two men sat down. “Look here, Sunset,” said Smoky. “We got ter settle this little matter somehow. We both of us is dead stuck on Liz. So far it’s an even show down—kind of a draw.” t'll be a draw, all right,’ said Sunset, grimly. “One or t'other of us has got ter win.”” Smoky leaned over and looked at his rival keenly. And the one that don’t win—he can’t live,” he whis- pered. Dick drew slowly from his pocket a greasy pack of cards. id them on the table. Then he said: Sunset, let's throw a band of poker.”” ir the girl?” one that wins the hand——"* “Gets the girl?” Yes. And the one that don’ d—his first smile in a long day. He rose, and motioning to his ¢ went over to the window. He pointed vut across th 120 anion, foot of the mountain silhouetted in the moon's light, to where a dense clump of trees stood “The one that loses,"” he said, “ goes over there and—" He put his hand slowly back of him. He drew forth little by little a dark, dull, massive revolver. He lifted it to his face. He pointed it at himself, Then he chuckled softly His movements were duplicated at precisely the same moment by Sunset P ‘either had the slightest advantage over the other. It was business from the start. Each man knew be must keep his bargain. It meant certain death for him in the end They replaced their guns “ Throw,” said Sunset. three rd. went hack to the table. rst jack deals. Best two outer Smoky picked up the cards, fingering them rather heavily but steadily. He turned them over one by one. The deal was his. He shufied. Sunset cut. Tae light grew dimmer, That d—-d lamp is going out," said Sunset “Never mind. We can see. It won’t last long.”” He had thrown out the cards while his rival had been speaking. Each man turned his hand face up. It was a stud horse show down. Sunset had a pair of eights. Smoky a pair of kiags. “How many?’? “ Three.” “T'll take the same.”* One by one the cards fell in solemn rotation. “Three kings. First for me.” Sunset shuffied the cards rapidly. The same process as before was gone through. When he arranged his cards four diamonds in front of him and one spade. joky Dick had nothing. He held up an ace. “Give me four cards," he said Smoky laid down two cights, a queen and a ten. S drew another diamond “Even up.’ The light sputtered. An odor of burnin wick filled the room, “Hurry up,” said Sunset. He cut the cards handed to him with a swing. Then he spread out bis hand in the fading light. He had three sixes. Smoky Dick showed kings up on threes. He tossed out two cards to Sunset. There was a dead silence. Sunset pushed his cards aside—he hadn’t bettered himself Smoky held ano:her king in his hond—its outlines barely visible in the fading light. sll house against threes,"* be said. “Guess I win.” “Yes—you win.” The two men stood up. Sunset held out his hand. “It’s on me,” he said. “ Good-bye “ Good-bye. (Continued on page 644.) GORHAM CO. QUO TRADE MARK Silverware Goldware Mounted Glass Leather Goods Ecclesiastical Wares Bronzes Stationery Umbrellas THE GORHAM COMPANY’S PRODUCTIONS IN SILVERWARE INCLUDE A FULLASSORT- MENT, IN GREAT VARIETY, OF ALL USEFUL ANDORNAMENTAL ARTICLES. THEY ARE TO BE HAD OF THE IMPORTANT JEWELERS THROUGHOUT THE COUNTRY, AND ARE EASILY AND POSITIVELY IDENTIFIED BY THE WELL-KNOWN GORHAM TRADE MARK. 5th Ave. and 36th Street, New York comicbooks.com