Life, 1911-02-09 · page 34 of 44
Life — February 9, 1911 — page 34: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page is primarily **advertising** interspersed with a book review. The main content includes: **Left side**: A Pears' Soap advertisement claiming beauty is "only Skin Deep" and that Pears' is the finest skin beautifier, featuring a fashionable woman in an elaborate hat. **Center**: A rhymed review of *The Mistress of Shenstone* by Florence L. Barclay, a romantic novel. The reviewer (Arthur Guiterman, credited at bottom) summarizes the plot: a widow and an earl fall in love, but he won't marry her because he—"Jim Airth"—accidentally caused her late husband's death by firing a mine prematurely. They eventually marry anyway. The tone is gently mocking of melodramatic romance novels and their aristocratic characters. **Right side**: Advertisements for Durham Duplex razors and Abbott's Bitters. The satire targets popular sentimental fiction conventions rather than political issues.
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. LIFE: Skin Deep That is the pith and substance of the whole problem of beauty —it is a matter of the skin. Indeed, there can be no com- plete beauty without skin beauty. This being so, it is important to remember that the most emi- nent analysts and skin author- ities and the most beautiful women of six generations have borne unqualified testimony to the fact that Pears’ Soap is the finest. skin beautifying agent that science has produced or that money can buy. Rhymed Reviews The Mistress of Shenstone (By Florence L. Barclay. G. P. Put- nam’s Sons) When sick of Earls of evil note And pens that paint the Peerage darkly, You'll find a soothing antidote In books like this by Mrs. Barclay. Her noble lords and ladies, too, Are such, despite their lofty sta- tions, That one might tolerate a few Among one’s intimate relations. Because a fellow-soldier fired A mine with powder, prematurely, The brave Lord Ingleby expired, And Lady Myra wept demurely. Her doctor ordered her to go And rest by Ocean’s foaming borders Alone and quite incognito; And Myra meekly followed orders While there—suppose a Hero brave And beautiful as young Apollo A lovely widow dares to save From death—what really ought to follow? And he, though Earl of high Menteith And Lord of Airth in social seasons, Obscured his noble rank beneath The name “Jim Airth” for private reasons. All's well? Not so, When skies are fine How swift the thunder-cloud in- creases! “JIM AIRTH” WAS HE THAT SPRUNG THE MI WHICH BLEW LORD I) TO PIECFS! And, though the willing lady said She knew he didn’t know ‘twas loaded, This Jim declared he could not wed The widow of the late-exploded. But calmer counsels rescued him And Myra, too, from moral squint- ing; She signs herself as “ Mrs. Jim” Below the bottom line of printing. —————_ Easiest to Use Easiest to Clean Standard Set, including Stropping Attachment and 6 Double-edged, Hollow-ground blades, $5. Extra blades, 6 for 50c. Send for Booklet today DURHAM DUPLEX RAZOR CO., 111 Filth Ave., New York DURHAM DUPLEX RAZOR CO., Lid. I love to read of Earls and such; What transcendental thoughts they utter, Who never have to worry much About the daily bread-and-butter! Arthur Guiterman, Makes the best cocktail. A pl Wine, spiritand soda beverages. tut, to use with Geape Fruit, Oran) ‘Wine Merchants or Druggists. stamps. CW. ARROTT & CO.. the Stat him that toe and the the thro comicbooks.com