Life, 1918-11-21 · page 34 of 34
Life — November 21, 1918 — page 34: what you’re looking at
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This page mixes fiction and advertising from *Life* magazine (likely early 1910s-1920s). **The Story ("In the Line of Duty")**: A sentimental narrative about a captain and a woman driver. The humor turns on class/gender: the woman drove the captain recklessly, then deliberately kept him waiting on a phone call—petty revenge for his earlier courtship behavior. The joke is that she weaponizes her newfound independence (as a driver) and power over his time, subverting traditional gender roles where women were passive. **The Advertisement**: *The Century* magazine announces a historical series called "The Roots of the War" by William Stearns Davis, examining causes of World War I. It promises authentic history—Bismarck's conspiracies, the Franco-Prussian War, the German attack on France—and celebrates Allied victory under Marshal Foch. This was wartime propaganda reinforcing American support for the Allies. **Context**: The page reflects early 20th-century anxieties about women's changing roles (driving, working) while promoting patriotic narratives about the Great War.
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NorTH CAROLINA welcomes its many friends this season with a varied and unusually interesting schedule of sports and pas- your calls, and to be right on the job? Remember, those officers are a lot of military cranks; but we simply must not let them put anything over on us.” “Why, what happened?” “That captain you took out yester- day—I just called him up at his office to ask him how he liked our motor service, and what do you suppose he said?” who had him out yesterday drove him so fast that he was in constant sus. pense, and then, after her call had been completed, kept him waiting for thirty minutes unnecessarily, just because she couldn't make up her mind whe drop him where he was or not 'O matter how fine and sitken the stocking she hangs up, it wil be times, beginning with the Opening of Carolina Hotel Informally Nov, 10th— Formally Nev. 20th GOLF, TRAP SHOOTING, RACING, RIDING, DRIVING, MOTORING, TENNIS “Well, what did he say?” improved when it contains an order “He said the young woman driver for a year's subscription to Lit Delightful weather for Novem: ber and December—like late Fall in New England. For full information address: General Office, Pineharst, N.C., of LEONARD TUFTS 282 Congress Street, Boston To Begin in the December Number THE ROOTS of the WAR By WILLIAM STEARNS DAVIS In Collaboration with WILLIAM ANDERSON and MASON W. TYLER President Wilson said of this war: ‘Its roots run d4 into all the obscure soils of history.” They are no longer obscure. Ina most authentic, clear and thrilling historical tive Professor Davis and his collaborators have torn out these roots and held them ¢ the light of day No great work of fiction could have the vital interest and enthralling charm w this work now has for the American people. t make up with me, Read of the brutal German attack on France in 1870, and of Bismarck’s cynical It has just got to be. You scared the fidy which preceded it. See him sitting in council with his war minister after dinner forging the insult which was to drive France to a disastrous war. Here is the worthy the exact precedent for the Potsdam meeting of the German war-mongers in July, ! Professor DAVIS'S earnest work throws, as on a screen, all the workings German politico-military machine. What he writes is H/STORY, not fancy; not speculation. Read of the humiliating surrender of Paris and the loss of Alsace-Lorraine in! and then rejoice that the ALLIED ARMIES under MARSHAL ing the Germans back in confusion and despair. In the Line of Duty (Continued from page 736) “Will you stop one moment?” He had jumped over the g beside her, “Polly,” he said, “we've both done our duty by Uncle Sam. Tell me you forgive me! that it’s all I have thought of nobody else but you and was sit- ever since that foolish even I was too proud to ask you to take me back Oh, Polly 1" Polly was raging inside. To think he had sat time. Then the tern reproof | iven her She was silent life out of me driving so fast. | hadn't loved me just a little you wouldn't have d Oh, Polly, » ten minutes, en minutes passed, and still the captain pleaded. Still she Then they began to talk, and then Enter your subscription now and make ting nonchalantly on a neighboring opening chapters of this remarkable seri tree, said to himself . “My! but those pe (This order Ulank is for your convenience.) iy Believe : jo make | THE CENTURY CO. believe th f * Atel) pense ihe are) | 353"Feurth Ave.) New York City. closed please find $4.00 for which send The Century Magazine for one year, begi the December number, to a sound like me. . . The next morning Polly strolled into Red Cross headquarters. Mrs. Peters was still at the desk. “Look here, Polly,” she cried out, | “didn’t I warn you yesterday morning | b1218 to be careful about the way you took comicbooks.com