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This page mixes earnest wartime content with advertising. The main article, "A Dog's Devotion," reprints a letter describing a French soldier's setter that dug him from artillery rubble during WWI combat, then alerted nearby troops to save him. The dog now visits the wounded soldier in a Paris hospital. This touching anecdote illustrates animal loyalty and was likely intended to boost morale during the war. The "Poem for Labor Leaders" addresses class divisions, arguing that excluding "unworthy" people leaves society impoverished of human connection—subtle social commentary on inequality. The advertisements—Cook's champagne (emphasizing American-made quality despite wartime foreign-import restrictions) and Spokane tourism—represent typical Life magazine revenue. The cartoon at bottom shows a couple with the caption "SIR, I'M A PERFECT LADY-BUG!" suggesting a flirtatious double entendre about insect references and feminine propriety, common humor of the era.

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‘LIFE * A Dog's Devotion In a letter received from Laurence V. Benet, a member of the committee of management of the American Ambulance Hospital in Paris, a dog’s devotion to his master is described as follows: “A very interesting case turned up a few days ago. A private soldier, of a Zouave regiment, was severely wo. nded near the Belgian frontier. When he left Algiers he was followed by his dog, a very handsome white and liver-colored setter, and this dog followed his company throughout the campaign, every night sharing his master’s blanket, so that they managed to keep fairly warm and com- fortable together. During a violent bom- bardment by the German artillery, a heavy shell struck the parapet of the trench, killing about a dozen men and burying this man deeply under the earth. The dog managed to dig him out, ex- posing his face, before he was com- pletely suffocated, and then managed to call the attention of men in the adjacent trench by seizing their clothing with his tecth and dragging them toward his buried master. The man was found to be very badly wounded with fragments of shell, pebbles and pieces of carth that were driven into his body. He has lost one leg so far, and we may have to take the other off, and even then there is only a slim chance of saving his life. “The dog managed to force his way “Tr Pays To ADVE Poem for Labor Leaders OUNT the day lost whose low, As Always— descending sun Views from thy hand no multimillion- aire won. FTER we take away those peo- ple whom we do not consider worth while and those who do not con- siler us worth while, the remainder is so meagre as to render the lives of most of us almost companionless into the hospital train and reached Aubers- villiers, near Paris, where man and dog were brought into our hospital with one of our ambulances. I had a kennel built for the dog, and he is now living near the kitchens and visits his master in the ward once or twice a day. It is really touching to sce his devotion and evident distress at his master’s suffering.” —Bulletin of the A. S. P.C. A. you drink champagne for its superiority over every other drink that ever was invented. Now—drink Cook's Imperial Extra Dry for its superiority over all other champagnes; irre- spective of war, war prices and your inability to purchase that foreign label which you used to think represented the acme of champagne goodness. Sold everywhere— Served everywhere AMERICAN WIN St. Louis, U. S.A. JO YOU FISH? Fifty mountain lakes await your fly, Unnumbered creeks come roaring and tumbling downto them, In the heart of the city itself is the mountain river that yields speckled trout in the very shadow ‘ol the sky scrapers: JO YOU HUNT? The green summer playtround of America holds within its forest reserves the last big game hunting of the United States 10 YOU MOTOR? Mites and miles of permanent (D] ighway wind through the hills.and out into the valleys of orchards and green fields Do you rejoice in all the natural beauties \ that a mountain country holds? Then Miss Spokane Invites You When you travel to the exposi {els that you will do as you always do i keep to the north and travel in the green cool land of summer comfort—via the National Parks and Spokane Write to the Travel Service Bureau, Spoksme-Wash.. for Travel Book 8 ,andAsk questions about plannim a better and more it 1 trip to the Pa