Life — June 8, 1916 — page 9: what you’re looking at

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What Would You Do— IF you were asked to become Presi- dent of the United States with the understanding that for the first two years you were in you would be praised up to the skies by everybody, work yourself to death, and then haye the same people turn against you and treat you like a criminal?—What would you do? If you were a middle-aged woman with an abnormal appetite for good things and a constantly increasing waist measure, and you were told by one person you must roll on the floor, by another you must saw wood, by an- other that you must starve yourself to death, and by another “that you must sleep in a diver’s suit every night, while your husband was beginning to send Singing! Musiel Dae Theatricals! Evening Dress! Don't Miss It! VANITY FATR The most successful of all the new magazines invites you to attend a SIX-MONTHS’ PLEASURE-PARTY O you like parties? If you do, then you should not lose a moment's time in accepting this invitation to a six-months’ party in the heart of New York. You positively won't know yourself when you get back home after this six-months’ arty. Your own blood relatives won't know you. Such aplomb! Such ease of manner, such habiliments de luxe, such wide leaming, such brilliant wit, such many-sided culture, and oh! such exquisite savoir faire. In Every Month of Vanity Fair’s Party: THE STAGE: First night and behind-the- scenes views of the newest plays—with portraits. ‘THE OPERA AND! ohsiporiocmcnois Striking je pooh po glares whe hap eke Rewer eae Sror RTS ‘An takes penne of Gell ioe ce, ‘ole and a doven other outdoor and indoor sports, ESSAYS AND REVIEWS: By italec- tually zoulatiog poe pel lng PARIS AND LONDON: Teeter te ting bews from the Earopees ca DANCING: Our ce nec, talied too machboott thythmic dances, coumic FASHIONS: From Po Lon Londen ond ew ‘York for all discriminating A Six-Months’ Party in New York for $1 You think nothing, in your poor deluded way, of Sinan een ef theatre "ifosaeet faded gardenias, when Cafes to blossom out into a if re isicaled Neco Yorker vou ticket hot, fa lar ClasscA I Peplinder selfatating human bing, fll In coupon tothe eft end lit, wither without money. We Promise You, Solemnly Weare a Wet to print any pretty girls’ heads on its covers, We Co Bein fo epary ron the sony of vex stories, Nother ware No refed, articles on preparedness. No gloom. No problem stories. No articles on tariff, or irrigation, or railroad rates, or pure food, or any other statistical subject. Conds dé Nas, Frank Crowninshield, Tidtogrees \CentsaCopy Three Dollars a Year ( Pronounced E-vet ) “For Smart Desserts” Sometimes it is the original appearance of the dessert that pleases the fancy— and sometimes the flavour. In Créme Yvette desserts you will find both features. These dainty and deli- cious desserts are violet in both colour and flavour. Few desserts grace the table so charmingly, for instance, as the deep violei of o jlly made wah Cone Yreiteplacedin snice cup, end surmount. ed by a mound of violet-tinted charlote. Creme Yvette is sold at 80c and $1.50 per bottle, at fancy grocers and wine dealers. ' Book of signed recipes by well- known chefs sent free. Write for SHEFFIELD COMPANY 7th Ave. at Mth Street New York, N.Y. telegrams home that he was detained at the office?—What would you do? If you were a young boy of nineteen whose father had been so busy making money that from the time you were born he had scarcely spoken to you; if your mother secretly let you have all the money you wanted ; if you ran your own motor car at college and met a thirty-year-old chorus girl at an eve- ning party who understood and sym- pathized with you better than anybody else in the wide world?—What would you do? comicbooks.com