Life, 1916-02-24 · page 44 of 48
Life — February 24, 1916 — page 44: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains a serialized story about "Captain 'Solitaire' Bill," an aging sea captain planning to reach his daughter's wedding in Liverpool before she marries a Scottish officer departing for WWI service. The narrative emphasizes his patriotic character—he's too old for active service, so he contributes by transporting supplies to Britain. The story includes period-typical racist language ("niggers") referring to crew members the mate is instructed to recruit, reflecting deeply offensive historical attitudes embedded in early 20th-century literature without satirical intent. The page is primarily **advertising-driven**: Fownes Gloves (emphasizing 139-year durability), Crème Yvette (a violet-flavored liqueur marketed for elegant desserts and entertaining), and Cook's Champagne dominate the layout. The actual narrative content—a sentimental wartime romance—serves as filler around paid advertisements, which was standard Life magazine practice during this era.
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It was as he had hoped, although he had made it a point to never meddle in his daughter's affairs. He had scrimped to give her the education which neither he nor her dead mother had enjoyed, and though he had seen her never more than twice yearly, he had known of her recip- rocation to the love of Douglas Mac- Gillis, and had approved of her choice. He reread the cablegram: “Douglas and I to be married March 30th. He leaves for the front carly April. Expect you Liverpool before 30th Since the death of his wife, fifteen years before, his daughter, Lizzi been the constant object of “ Soli Violet Dainties for every occasion Créme Yvette ices, jellies, charlottes, puddings and other sweets are just the thing for the afternoon teas and bridge parties; or for the more formal dinners and luncheons. Their violet colour and taste please everybody. Try Créme Yvette Candied Violets, as gyenared hy Mr. Marius A. Semet of’ the eAlpin Hotel, New York: Take fresh cut violets and dip them in “Creme Yvette.” Spread them out where the air will get to them, and when dry they are ready to serve as a confection of to gar- nish desserts, Two sizes—8oc. and $1.50. per bottle. Sold by fancy grocers and wine dealers. Write now for book of signed recipes by. well-known Chefs. SHE “LD COMPANY, 7th Ave., at 14th St., New York. CREME (Pronounced Eset!) “For Smart Desserts” 1916 1777 139 A simple sum in subtraction shows that Fownes gloves have been worn for one hundred and thirty- nine years. Quite a fair period of time in which ‘o ‘‘try out’’ any product! Bill's care and affection, She was to marry a Scotsman; a gentleman; and one who was going to the firing line to “do his bit” for King and country. Many a time since the outbreak of war had Captain Billy wished that he were younger, Gladly would he have donned the khaki to fight for Britain in the trenches. His was the indomitable spirit of the Highlander. But, though vigorous and keen of mind as are the majority of men of half his years, he was beyond the active service age limit, so he de- voted himself to the equally patriotic task of bringing supplies to Britain to keep her wheels of commerce humming. “If I had a crew,” he muttered, as he shuffled the dog-eared deck of cards in the solitude of his cab:n while awai ing the evening meal, “I could make Liverpool, weather permitting, in time for the wedding. If I could do that—well, that’s all I ask—— Suddenly Captain “Solitaire” Bill burst into a paroxysm of laughter. “ By the Powers, I'll try it,” he cried, as he bounded up the companionway with boyish lightheartedness. “ Supper's ready,” called the cook from the door of the galley. “Get supper ready for a full crew,” ordered the skipper, “and will you come ashore with me, Mr. Smith?” he said to the mate. “I want you to round up a crew of those niggers, while I go to the Custom House and clear. We sail as soon as you get them.” The mate looked incredulous. “The niggers can’t box the compass even, and—— “Never mind about that,” commanded “ Solitaire” Bill, “you get them aboard, and leave the rest to me.” oe ee “Well, I might as well explain now; it's too good to keep a moment longer,” chuckled Solitaire Bill, as he ordered the driver of the taxi waiting in front of the church to drive to the Liverpool House. “We are assuredly anxious to learn what you and Mr, Smith are laughing about,” chorused Lieut. Douglas Mac- Gillis and his wife in unison. The mate, Mr. Smith, was obviously uncomfortable in what he termed his “ moonlight His a mark o, Connoisseurship COOKS Onporial Extra Dry, Champagne The wine that gave American cham- pagne its fame. Better than Europe affords 2» the best America affords ax best afforded by all Americans, Cook's knows no other duty than to please you. Sold everywhere— Served everywhere AMERICAN WINE CO. St. Louis, U.S. A. Ww comicbooks.com