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Life — December 28, 1911 — page 35: Life, 1911-12-28

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This page contains a serialized short story titled "Handed Over" (continued from page 1185), not a political cartoon. The narrative describes a train passenger named Pitkin who agrees to watch another man's bag while he visits the smoking car. When the man returns, his valuable necklace (worth $9,500) is missing from the bag. The story appears to be a mystery or theft plot: the man accuses Pitkin of stealing it, claiming he saw Pitkin at a previous location (the Plantaganet) and assumes Pitkin took the necklace. The conductor is summoned as a witness. The page is primarily text-based fiction rather than satirical commentary. The advertisements (for Gray & Davis lighting systems and Brooks Brothers clothing) are standard commercial content typical of Life magazine's era. **No political satire or caricature is present on this page.**

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Handed Over (Continued from page 1185) hour after the train had started, was deep in an exciting novel It was a slack traveling time and the car was not full. Most of the male passengers were in the smoking room ahead. Three or four ladies were scattered about and there was a man in the next section. The conductor came through, Just as he reached Pit- kin the man in the next section rose, and holding a small grip sack in his hand, deposited it in the seat opposite Pitkin, “Beg pardon,” he said, “but would you mind wateh- ing my bag while I go in the smoker? Awfully sorry to trouble you. Back in half an hour or so. Pitkin glanced up at the man, He was a suave, pleas- annem ant individual. Pitkin thought dimly that he had seen him CONSTRUCTION somewhere before. | OF DYNAMO AND I right, sir,” he said, not over pleased. j ONPAETIE SITE The conductor and the man disappeared. Pitkin read By and by the man came back. “Greatly obliged to you, sir,” he said, as he took up is bag. There was an anxious look on his face. Don’t mention it,” said Pitkin, } For Your New Car The man opened the bag. He fumbled among the con- Tal your dealer to deliver your new car equipped with this tents. A look of astonishment came over his face. He o—insist upon it is Standard Equipment on all fumbled some more. He became excited. PEERLESS cars, A miniature electric plant, weighing but “Hello!” he exclaimed. 1914 Ibs., driven by motor. Lights all or part of lamps. Pitkin looked up, irritated to be interrupted again in charges batteries, furnishes current for power horn. A complete his reading. The conductor was coming back from the pe throughout—not a makeshift. Absolutely reliable. other end of the car. I Lights lamps irrespective of battery. In use over four years. “Well, well!” exclaimed the man. “That is a good Send for catalog. See it at the Shows. joke. Ha!” GRAY & DAVIS, BOSTON, MASS. Maootactarers of AUTOMOBILE LAMPS. 55 Landsdowoe St. A He looked at Pitkin fixedly. “Come now, old fellow,” he said quietly, “a joke is a I T joke. Better fork over that necklace and I'll say noth- ll | I | ing about it.” I HA “What are you driving at?” said Pitkin, rising up — from his book in amazement. “Oh, you know what I am driving at all right. You've got it!” “Got what? you—” Suddenly Pitkin turned pale, green, and all of the other colors that a man is supposed to take on in a fright. He recognized the man now; this suave gentleman had oc- cupied the table next to him at the Plantaganet. The whole scene ne back to him like a thunder clap. The suave gentleman had evidently heard the conversation and ts oF seen the necklace. TABUS HED IS! “Look here, conductor,” said the man, appealing to the approaching official. “You heard me ask this gentleman to look after this bag. didn’t you? I went into the smoker. / T put the bag right here—and just asked him if he would keep an eye on it while I was gone. Well, he did keep MOOLEI. an eye on with a vengeance! It’s gone, all right—dis- ra ae candies, aC Le LOTH IN ANGE “Why, my wife’s necklace. Worth nearly ten thou- sand dollars—to be exact, nine thousand five hundred. It Furnis hing was there, in that bag, before I went away—and now it | Gentlemens ris ing oot has gone. “How do you know. it isn’t there now?” asked the , conductor. “Empty the bag.” Youths’ and Boys In reply, the man turned the bag upside down and piled the contents—consisting of a hair brush, other toilet ar- Ready-made Sporting andGeneralOutfits. ticles and a couple of magazines out on the seat. e.” he said triumphantly, “it isn't there. Ask . . nee Sentchinge he said to the conductor, “if he hasn't got it on Clothing, Hats, Shoes and Furnishings, him? Of course he has it on him.” Pitkin, at this instant, made an involuntary movement with his right hand in the direction of his inside pocket; . . such is the power of suggestion. Dressing Cases. “You see,” cried the suave man, “Search him! I de- mand that you search him!” d for Illustrated Catalogue. While the discussion had been going on, Pitkin had Send for Illus Catalog ll Furs, Dressing Gowns, Trunks, been desperately trying to pull himself together. He real- . ized that in the long run he could easily establish his own- BROADWAY, Cor. TWENTY-SECOND ST., NEW YORK ership—or wardship—of the necklace, but in the mean- — — comicbooks.com