Life — December 23, 1920 — page 40: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

“Lr E F {Nirds ary honograph, electrically \, At all phonograph shops “wor's THE MATTER, BILL? IN’ AR 12” “GOTTA NAIL IN M’ Foor.” “wity pon’T Y¥" PULL IT out?" “wor! IN M’ OWN TIME?” O Perfect Love! (But, after all, isn’t this little tale the Exception?) T was on the eve of her marriage to Percy Horton, and Vera Fairfax sat before the fire in her boudoir, dreaming for the t time over the letters of Maurice C she had loved. She could not marry him, ad no money, and they both had ve tastes. She shuddered to think , the one man in her life for he expens how near at one time she had been to risking all but selfishness had 1 told him that while she would always love him, she must prevailed, a marry another. With a last sigh of seli-pity, she laid his letters on the coals and watched ther crumble to b ‘or there must be ck ashes, no chance of a slip. And she caught her- self dreamily wondering what Percy was ng at that moment. Vera was eight and looked on him as a last chance. She thought him decidedly stupid, but the size of his bank roll more than made up for any lack of rs older than Perc brains. Later, when the maid announced that Mr. Horton Vera fluffed up her henna hair and exam- ined carefully her rose-tinted complexion, then ran lightly down the stairs and threw herself into his arms, Looking up at him with guileless blue eyes, she lisped as in the reception-room, spirin Then It’s Genuine Unless you see the name “Bayer”’ on tablets, you are not getting gen- uine Aspirin prescribed by physi- cians for 21 years and proved safe by millions. Always say “Bayer.” Aspirin is the trade mark of Bayer Manu- facture of Monoaceticacidester of Salicylicacid. Those attacks all of us are op to, of a sore scratchy thr painful hoarseness or irritati cough—you can safely depen upon Piso's for protection again them. For 56 years a housebs friend, It contains no opia Buy it today—always baye handy. 35¢ at your druggist’s “Dear, dearest boy, to-morrow nig we shall belong entirely to each othegj Now, for the last time, tell me truly, I really the onliest, onliest girl you evr | loved?” As for Percy, he had not been idle either Secure in the remembrance that on te previous evening he had destroyed all criminating evidence to the contrary, } held her closely to his beating heart as! | answered bravely: “You are the very onliest, onliest gi I ever loved.” With Due Restraint COLORED gemman was walkiry post for the first time in his hie A dark form approached him. “ Halt!” he cried in a threatening tose “Who are you?” “The officer of the day.” “ Advance The O. D. advanced, but before he be! proceeded half a dozen steps the dusy sentinel again cried “ Halt!” “This is the second time you hav halted me,” observed the O, D. “Wes are you going to do next?” “Never you mind what Ah’s gonna é Mah orders are to call ‘Halt!’ thre times, den shoot.” Obvious IRST YOUNG THING: Bob kis me last night. Seconn Younc Tritnc: And you # him do it? “No, that’s why he did it.” comicbooks.com