Life — February 6, 1913 — page 35: what you’re looking at

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The Modern New York Drug Store Our medical contemporary, The Critic and Guide, pays its tribute to the New York drug store: Everything greets your cye, every- thing but drugs. A candy counter pre- sided over by a natural blonde; then a perfumery counter presided over by a manufactured blonde, with a peroxided mattress on her head; then there are umbrellas, flower pots, dictionaries and ali kinds of bric-a-brac, presided over by a painted and powdered female; then there is the immense and inevitable soda counter, presided over by a pair of tough looking youths; then there is half of the store given over to tea, coffee, crackers and all kinds of patent nos- trums d their substitute “ just-as- good"; and last and least comes the prescription department pushed into a corner of the store, without any light and without any ventilation, in which a number of znemic, overworked drug derks make up prescriptions, giving the establishment the excuse for being called a pharmacy. Pride Mr. Temple Stanyon (says Dr. Birch) on some exigency borrowed a sum of moncy of Mr. Addison, with whom he lived on terms of intimacy and friend- ship, conversing on all subjects with equal freedom. But from this time he agreed implicitly to everything Addison advanced, and never, as formerly, dis puted his positions. This change of be havior did not long escape the notice of 80 acute an observer, to whom it was by no means agreeable. It happened onc day that a subject was started, on which they had before controverted; but now Mr. Stanyon entircly acquicsced in Mr. Addison's opinion, without offering one word in defense of his own. Addison was displeased, and vented his displeas- ‘The Perfect Dress Tie The tie with the hutton-on tabs Ne tie is anchored to the front collar button, the~ central and only proper place, thus positive. & contering the knot when tied.~ SO cents and batter: Sold at all Good shops Keys 8 Lockwood Mew York Life’s one sweet song | \when your old \jimmy pipe, jam- med with P. A., gets hooked up with a match! PRINGE ALBERT the national joy smoke You hit up a jimmy pipe jammed brimful of P. A. and get a run for your money! Talk about pipe smoking! There never was any- thing like P. A.—so fresh and fragrant, so good! | There's joy stored up for you in every grain of this bully tobacco—whether you light the old jimmy or roll a cigarette—every puff makes it more and more the tobacco that tickles the palate most! Your brand? Listen: P. A. can't bite, because the patented process by which it is made cuts out the sting. Hence, it’s one long joy pull—from first fire-up down - |to the sweet ‘‘heel'’—this Prince Albert that has doubled the number of jimmy pipe _|smokers ! Get the idea while the Spirit of Spring is bub- bling in your system ! The toppy red bag, Sc; the tidy red in handsome pound and half-pound hum R. J. REYNOLDS TOBACCO CO. Winston-Salem, N. C. ure, by saying with some emotion, “ Sir, cither contradict me or pay me my money.” A uittte boy, seeing a gentleman in the street, placed himself in a conveni- ent place to speak with him; when the gentleman came up the boy pulled off his hat, held it out to the gentleman, and begged for a few cents. “Money!” said the gentleman, “ you had better ask for manners than money.” “T asked,” said the boy, “for what I thought you had the most of.” rad P. A. in the tidy red tin CRIMP CUT LONG BURNING PIPE AND CIGARETTE TOBACCO Applied Christianity Because he had been a naughty little boy—a very naughty little boy—he was sent to bed without any pudding. But in the evening, when his brothers and sisters all were fast asleep, he crept downstairs, a tearful little white-robed figure, and, going into the library, said to his mother: “Mumy, you told me never to go to sleep till I'd made peace with my ene- mies; so I've come down to forgive you and daddy for being so rude to me at dinner to-night."—Tit-Bits. comicbooks.com