Life, 1922-04-06 · page 31 of 38
Life — April 6, 1922 — page 31: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several distinct elements: **The Cartoon/Joke** (top left): A beauty chorus member asks a rival if she knows anything to preserve complexion. The rival replies, "Why? Do you know somebody who has one?" — a catty insult suggesting the questioner has no complexion worth preserving. This is typical 1920s-era salon humor about women's appearances and competitive vanity. **The Serial Story** ("Through Dungeon Walls"): A melodramatic spy/romance narrative about a woman named Olga imprisoned in Russia, awaiting execution, receiving coded messages. This appears to be serialized fiction, a common Life magazine feature. **The Jokes** (bottom): A professor-student exchange about smoking sets up an absurdist punchline about procrastination. **Advertisements**: Tiffany & Co., Daimler Hire airline service, White Mountain Refrigerators, and Maine Manufacturing Company comprise most of the page's content. **"A New Menace"** (right column): Social commentary mocking wealthy people installing wireless radios at country clubs to broadcast Sunday sermons to golfers—critiquing both excessive technology and the pretense of forced piety.
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Member of Beauty Chorus: Do you know of anything to preserve the complexion? Rival: Why? Do you know somebody who has one? —Royal Magazine (Lpndon). Fait (through Dungeon Walls The Mysterious Message TS gale had subsided and the roar the winds had given place to the soft swish of the snow. Wearily Olga Petrinoff had leaned against the window of her cell watching the work- men erect a gallows. Suffering had brought to her callousness and she had watched the grim structure going up’ without a tremor, though she knew its intended victim to be herself. With the coming of darkness they had ceased work; their saws were still, their ham- mers silent. What, then, thought Olga idly. could that rap—rap—rap be? Soft- ly hut distinctly it hammered its way into her consciousness and she realized that someone was trying to attract her attction. Boris had once in happier days taught her how to send messages in code. Someone was using the same code now. “Olga, Olga,” unknown, “do not be down-hearted, friends are near, The Woods of Irkutsk, voice under her window laughed rau- cously, a voice that had the power to make her, even when, as now, she was walking in the valley of the shadow, turn pale with fear; the voice of the man who made her look upon death 1 relief, Nicholas Nicholovitch. “Tell me, Olga; tell me, what shall we find in the Woods of Irkutsk?” “Trees,” replied Olga. Harvey Kent. Proressor: Young man, don’t you know you set the young boys a bad ex- ample by your smoking? Younc Man: Well, Doctor, if I wait till all the boys grow up, when shall I smoke? rapped the | the Woods of Irkutsk.” A} TIFFANY & Go. PEARLS JEWELRY SILVERWARE TIFFANY & Co. QUALITY A TRADITION ALL MAIL Inquiries RECEIVE Prompt ATTENTION Fiera AVENUE & 37"STREET New York | this summer by flying in luxurious Daimler Hire. air- liners from London to Paris | Apply to any tourist agency or write for booklet. DAIMLER HIRE, LTD. 244 Madison Ave., New York. Comfort Sport Speed _——— Avoid the Rough Channel Crossing “The Chest with the Chill init” Built on scientife principle: and tested by use ‘in over a scillion hom sy to clean—economical— Farkbie and eticlent Sold in every city and important town in the United States. Send for handsome catalogues and booklets. Maine Manufacturing Co. Nashua, N. H. — Established 1874 Look for the name White Mountain Cuts your ice bill. A New Menace Ir appears that some unemotional and wholly uninspired people, actuated * | solely by crass scientific ambitions, are going about having wireless apparatus installed at country clubs, so that on Sunday morning the wireless telephone will give off the week’s sermon by the local clergyman, for the benefit of those who are waiting to drive off, and for the idlers who sit on the piazza. Hitherto, the moral stability of golf | has been beyond doubt. The links have” | been the last refuge of those who wished to preserve what character and liberty might be left after paying the | weel indebtedr But now, God help us! Ricu men build fine homes, and wise | ones marry the widows, comicbooks.com