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This page contains **no political cartoons**. Instead, it features: 1. **An obituary** for Miss Vera Yuceless, describing her elaborate debutante party—a satirical piece mocking the extravagance of wealthy society families. The humor lies in detailing absurd luxuries like imported orchids and refrigerated igloos for her formal introduction. 2. **A Resinol Soap advertisement** with a photograph claiming the product beautifies skin and treats various conditions. 3. **"The Biltmore" hotel advertisement** promoting New York's social venue. 4. **"Non-Committal"** — a brief humorous anecdote about a Cabinet Minister's vague responses to war questions, poking fun at political evasiveness. The page is primarily **social satire and advertising** rather than political cartooning.

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WT Rt ot eas An Obituary THE untimely demise of Miss Vera Yuceless, only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Wursen Yuceless, was an event of more than usual interest in the society news of the week. Miss Yuceless was one of last year’s de- lutantes, and her coming-out party was considered at the time to be one of the most extravagantly elaborate and wasteful that ever graced the columns of a society page. Upon entering the huge ball-room, which was especially built for the occasion, and the walls and ceiling of which were solidly in- laid with American beatty roses at a cost of six hundred thousand dollars, cach guest was handed a bouquet of orchids especially imported from Bra- zil, Between the dances the guests were enabled to cool off in real Es- quimaux igloos transported at great expense in refrigerator cars from the North Pole as a novelty for Miss Yuceless’s formal introduction into society. The Yucelesses are one of the most prominent families in America. Lord Howe Yuceless, one of the most dis- tinguished and respected _ ne’er-do- wells of his time, came over in 1640. In the Revolutionary War, Commodore Moore N. Yuceless distinguished him- self by being opposed to independence until he realized that the American forces were triumphant, and then he came out as one of the original ex- ponents of freedom. Since that time his descendants have kept up the Yuceless tradition as staunch and pa- triotic sons and daughters of the American Revolution, Mr. Wursen Yuceless, who is one estnol Soap makes the skin more beautifu Even the most exacting find Resinol Soap delightfully pure and cleansing. But also it contains just enough of that gentle, sooth- ing Resinol medication to relieve clogged, irritated pores, reduce the tendency to pimples, and give nature the chance she needs to make the complexion clear, fresh and velvety. Used for the shampoo, Resinol Soap helps to keep the hair soft, thick, lustrous and free from an- noying dandrult. Resinol Soap is absolutely free from alkali of artificial coloring, so may be used freely on t delicate skin. Sold by all druggists and dealers in toilet goods. For a dainty trial-size cake, free, write to Dept. 4G, Resinol, Baltimore Resinol Shaving Soap also con- tains the Resinol medication, mak= ing it most soothing and refres @e BILTMORE Where the social life of New York centers by day and evening CLOSE TO ALL THEATRES AND SHOPS of our leading magnates and finan- ciers, is naturally proud of his name. Other well-known members of the Yuceless family who have prominent- ly figured in society events are Miss Remayne Yuceless, Messrs. ar Wazz and Will B. Yuceless. The funeral services, which were held at the Church of the Sanctified Securities, were a splendid triumph of expensive, ornate and well-bred gloom. A N ounce of preparedness is worth a pound of neutrality. Non-Committal A certain Cabinet Minister who was buttonholed the other day by an over- inquisitive journalist administered a very neat rebuft. “ How long do you think the war will last?" was the final question of a long series asked by the interviewer. Very promptly the Minister asked, “ How long is a piece of string The interviewer stared at him in aston- ishment. “TI don't know,” he gasped. “Neither do I,” said the Minister, cor- dially. “I'm glad we've agreed about something. Good morning."—Tit-Bits,