Life — December 9, 1920 — page 41: what you’re looking at

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the BILTMORE Where the social life of New York centers by day and evening CLOSE TO ALL THEATRES AND SHOPS “They WORK while you sleep” Best Laxative for Men, Women and Children. bad luck to move a cat, he was abandoned in his kittenhood. He had almost starved during his first homeless months. After that he sought his fortune from barn to barn. The fact that there was a rapid de- crease in the rat population where Tom had temporary quarters made him a wel- come visitor. But there came a time when Tom was missed from his favorite haunts, and a decided increase in the rat popula- tion was the result. In the meanwhile, the owner of the trap, now engrossed in other affairs, left the trap unvisited for two weeks. Emaciated by starvation, and with his body bruised and beaten with his efforts to free his leg, which was still held in the jaws of the trap, Tom suffered his last cruelty at the hand of the superior being called man. : . The trap was ready again with some form of innocent wild life as bait. The pet on the farm adjoining that of Tootsie’s owner, was a small Spitz called Buster. Buster’s knowledge of the world was limited, but he was allowed a daily run in the woods back of the house, and his dog heart exulted in this freedom, But one day he did not return; and Tootsie’s owner, who lived nearest the trap, heard a dog crying in agony, and, following up the cries, he released the crushed leg and took the pup home. The trap was destroyed, but the one who placed it there, regardless of the fact that it was on another's property and near several homes where pets were kept, was never known. But his name is legion—which is at- tested by the maimed pets found in the country to-day, and by the common com- plaint of those dwelling in the country: “Thad a good cat [or dog], but it dis- appeared.” Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum ORTH: Well, we seem to have got- ten rid of a few of the sugar profi- teers. West: You can’t tell—maybe they're selling coal now! W117 ‘When Johnny has the Croup! That’s a cough with a croupy rattle, so hurry for the Musterole and rub it in tight over the chest and neck. How it will tingle at first and then grow ever so cool. And how it will Teach in and penetrate right to the spot! It will dis- sipate all the stuffy con- estion Which causes that cking cough. Why shouldn’t grand- mother swear by Musterole for colds and coughs? It is betterthan amustard plaster ae as that was in the old days. And the explana- tion is this: Musterole is made of oil of mustard and other home simples. It penetrates under the skin, down tothe part. Here it gencrates its own heat, and this heat disperses the congestion. Yet Musterole will not blister. Musterole, on the contrary, feels delightfully cool a few seconds after you apply it. Try Musterole for Bobby and Helen and Dorothy’s croup—and for your own cough, too. Try it for rheumatism—it’s a regular router out of all congestions. Always keep a jar handy, Many doctors and nurses recommend Musterole, 35c¢ and 65¢ jars—$3.00 hospital size. The Musterole Co., Cleveland, Ohio GETTER THAN A MUSTARD PLASTER O18 ite NOre STE pe ‘YOUR OVERHEAD IS EASILY CARRIED BY USING WHITING-ADAMS BRUSHES i | I ake Kazonine sick to Ceiing exdWalls, Positively no let 0. Their use insures a permanent al like surface. JOHN L.WHITING ULADAMS CO. USA i “Great CATS! WHY DID THEY CUT OFF YOUR Bush Manufcturers for Over 0 Yeers and the Largest ta the World.” bats “BECAUSE WE MOVED INTO SUCHE A SMALL APARTMENT THERE WASN'T ROOM TO WAG 1 q Seer gE comicbooks.com