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This page is primarily a satirical poem by "Mother G." mocking contemporary "modern" aesthetics and lifestyle choices of the 1920s. The poem ridicules a man who embraces all things fashionably modern—modern office, modern choice, modern evenings, modern dances—culminating in his death from a "modern stabbing" for a "juicy modern fee." The satire suggests that uncritical devotion to modernity is foolish and dangerous. The poem ends with his "charming modern widow" saying it was "too consulting" that he "died a modern death." The rest of the page contains truck advertisements (Mack, Saurer, Hewitt) and a canoe advertisement, with brief humorous snippets about combinations and servant mishaps—typical magazine filler of the era.

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find ; has robes > lift very gerie ocea- York roned The Modernist (A Goose Tale Written by Mother G. in a Hobble Skirt) There was a modern man, And he worshipped modern g He found a modern maiden And they wed in modern style. They sought a modern agent, And they looked at this and that, Till they went and lived together In a little modern flat. He had a modern office, Where he used to sit and grub, And he went there every morning In a very modern “ sub.” He had a modern choice between The ceiling and a lap, So he read his modern paper While he clutched a modern strap. He spent his modern evenings In a manner most concise At times a modern theatre That charged a modern price. And, after that, a restaurant tial, modern new, With a cabaret attachment That was very modern too. He watched the modern dances, With a modern sense of guilt, Nor knew the bush-men danced them Ere the pyramids were built. Then home within a taxi, Over modern pavements vile, Behind a meter, clicking out A short and modern mile. But modern overeating Wrecked his very modern frame, And the modern doctors called it By a long and modern name. So they laid on a table, With a modern surgeon’s glee, Own Canoe It’s fun to own your canoe; to have it whenever you want trim it up with flags and to keep it out as long as you like. ing is most fun when your canoe is an “Cd Tewn Cancé beh w is the added pride of possessing the highest class| Meg lu the world, Te is light, swift, safe, easily managed : all purposes. Write for our catalog—full of canoe cing pictures. Agentseverywhere, 2000 canoes instock. Prompt deliveries. 1 OLD TOWN CANOE Co. 636 Middle Street, Old Town, M S.A. fac 0 Colgate & Co have 21 of our trucks of various load capacities in service in New York City alone Mack Saurer Hewitt Proved by 12 years of real use Proved by 17 years of real use Proved by 10 years of real use ‘*Leading gasoline trucks of the world” Who else can give you such equipment? 1. Trucks proved by to, 12, and 17 years of service. 2. Choice of 1, 114, 2, 3, 4,414, 556%, 74 and 10 tons capacity, with any load distribu- tion, and any style of body. American Telephone and Tele- graph Co has 62 of our trucks in service Answer: Nobody else. That's why we say you can’t afford to settle your transportation problem with- out consulting us. National Lead Co has 8 of our trucks in service. First order, April g, 1909; last order, October 48, 191. Write for truck-information applied to your business International Motor Company General Offices Works 57th and Broadway New York Allentown Pa; Plainfield N J Sales and Service Stations: New York, Chicago, Philadelphia, Boston, Cleveland Cincinnati, Buffalo, Baltimore, Jersey City, St. Louis, Atlanta, Kansas City ver, San Francisco, Los Angeles and other large cities Pabst Brewing Co has 4 of our trucks in service in their Greater New York Branches The Wrong Combination Site: Hullo, Licutenant Schmidt, you don’t look up'so much to-day. What's the matter? Uahappily,, bis:yitals He: Fact is; I've just come from t And performed a modern stabbing For a juicy modern fee. Didn't rally as they ought, And so a modern casket And a modern tomb were bought. And his charming modern widow Gentle whispered, ‘neath her breath, To say ‘twas so consoling That he died a modern death. colonel'’s, and all he gave us was weak tea and strong music. iegende Blatter. Servant: Please, sir, there’s a man at the door with a bill, Mr. Owens: Tell him we are well sup- plied —Boston Transcript. comicbooks.com