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This page contains two distinct elements: **Left side:** A serialized short story conclusion titled "A Man's Best Friend." The narrative depicts a man (Gilberton) who has served as a mediator in marital conflicts for his friends Kait and Helen. The story resolves with Gilberton announcing he's leaving to marry Miss Hillson, suggesting his intervention work is complete. The humor lies in the irony: he's solved everyone else's romantic problems but now reveals his own solution. **Right side:** Mostly advertising—a large Fisk Tires advertisement and smaller ad for Old Overholt Rye whiskey. **Bottom section:** An essay titled "American Men" criticizing American males for excessive specialization in their professions (finance, law, politics) while remaining ignorant of broader knowledge. The piece argues this intellectual narrowness causes divorce, as American women are intellectually superior—knowing "three to four times as much." It's social commentary lamenting men's lack of cultural sophistication and romantic sensibility.

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Al Fp) LSLALNLNNNALSNN SENNA NNN NSS S SNES NNS NSN NSSSSASKASSSSSNSERKS: Q 2 a iW? A Man’s Best Friend (Concluded from page 443) “Yes; and she agrees with ime that I ought to go.” Kait lighted his pipe leisurely. ‘Then he said solemnly : “Apparently you don't realize what you have done. When you came on here five weeks ago, I was on the verge of an open breach with my wife; it was one of those peculiar situations which, if al- lowed to continue, would have been a permanent breach ; she had the idea that I was in love with Miss Hillson just be- cause Miss Hillson was a good golf player and she wasn't. You camic in at the right psychological moment. Why Helen says you talked to her like a Dutch uncle.” “I did,” replied Gilberton, can take it from me that she needed it; she was in wrong.” “Well, you didn’t spare me. I was fighting mad at you at first. “ Of course; a man always is when he gets the truth slung at him," said Gil- berton with a smile, as he puffed his briar. “But you were right; you performed a difficult and dangerous operation on two people and you didn't spare cither of us; you cut deep, but you cured us. We understand each other now, thanks to your skill. Billy, old man, you're the best friend I've got. And I should like to know now why you are going 10 leave us.” Gilberton packed his pipe with his *and you Vell, you see,” he said with a smile, “T thought I ought to make a clean job of it; so T am going off to marry Miss Hillson,”” T. Dod, of 100 years, eal the quality of Old Overholt Rye “Same for 100 years"? bas remained uniform. Bottled in bond under government supervision—has arare old flavor obtained only through ageing in the wood— Insist on OVERHOLT— it’s real whiskey A Overholt & Co. Quality Product INISH the season on Fisk Heavy Car Type. Tires. They are made to fit all rims and will give you unusual satisfaction Ask Fisk Tire Users Before You Buy Again The Fisk Rubber Company Dept. S. Chicopee Falls, Mass. 30 Direct Factory Branches American Men The weakness of the American man is specialism. If he is a financier he knows nothing but the ups and downs of the money market. If he is a lawyer he can only talk or write the Jaw, If he is a politician he is an expert in politics. These specialists a rule, quite ig- norant of anything outside their particu- lar hobby. One cause of divorce is the general superiority of the American women over the men. As a rule, the women know from three to four times as much as the men, The wife soon be- gins to tire of the platitudes of the hus- band. She tires of his hardness, his routine existence, his unromantic senti- ments, his lack of art. The average New York husband seated among a company of New York women is like a porpoise out of water.—Juvenal, in the New Age. comicbooks.com