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This page primarily contains **advertisements and light verse** rather than political satire. The main content is a nostalgic poem titled "Bottles" by B.B., lamenting the loss of alcohol following Prohibition (which began in 1920). The speaker—a "moderate toper" (drinker)—doesn't miss drinking itself, but specifically mourns the *visual beauty* of bottles displayed behind bars: their colors, shapes, and gleaming appearance. The poem humorously contrasts colorful liquor bottles with modern substitute "bottles of soda," which lack aesthetic appeal and "romance." The page also features a Thomas Cook cruise advertisement and Life magazine's own subscription promotion promising "a good, hearty laugh" as a cure for tired feelings. The "By Radio" story fragment at bottom depicts someone named Thomas seeking music via radio but encountering "I'm Dizzy Over Lizzy"—a popular novelty song—everywhere globally, suggesting the homogenizing effect of modern mass media. The humor reflects 1920s anxieties about Prohibition's cultural impact and standardized entertainment.

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by specially chartered Cunard Line new steamship “SAMARIA” A Cruise De Luxe Strictly limited to 400 guests January 24 to May 31,1923 Sailing eastward from New York A tileidoscopic panorama of the world we live in—the wonders of the living age—the marvels of bygone civilizations—many different peoples and races—strange customs—you will find them all in this Golden Jubilee Cruise, which marks the 50th year since Thomas Cook, the founder of our organization, conducted his first tour around the world. On a magnificent new Cunarder you will circumnavigate the globe in 127 days—days that will ever be gratefully remembered. There is a wonderful itinetary—with visits at Mediterranean Ports —Egypt, etc.—four weeks in British India, Dutch East Indies, and Straits Settlements—Saigon, Manila, China—two weeks in Japan, etc.—visiting each country under the most favorable climatic conditions. THOS. COOK & SON 245 Broadway NEW YORK 561 Fifth Avenue BOSTON OS ANGELES CHICAGO L PHILADELPHIA SAN FRANCISCO _MONTREAL For That Tired Feeling Try A Subscription to ° Life Have a Good, Hearty Laugh and forget you felt sad. Lirr’s artistic pictures and bright text will interest you and cheer you. Just try it yourself for a year, or, Obey That Impulse, and for a trial trip, avail your- self of our Special Offer Enclosed find One Dollar (Canadian $1.20, Foreign $1.40). Send Lire for the next ten weeks to Open only to new subscribers; no subscriptions renewed at this rate. LIFE, 598 Madison Avenue, New York One Year $5 Canadian $5.80 Foreign $6.60 ; 8s Bottles WAS ever a moderate toper, And the loss of my drinks doesn’t jar. Ah, no; what I miss most acutely is this— The bottle just back of the bar, The line of the bottles, the shine of the bottles, The bottles just back of the bar. Square bottles wherein there was excellent gin, Round bottles of cognac, and some Deep red with the redness of rum, And flasks of cool green with a glorious sheen, And some you'd discern That would glimmer and burn - From the fire of the liqueur that lay in their tum: Flat bottles, Fat bottles, Bottles with shapes Slim as a vase’s or round as a grape’s; Bottles of drink, Black—black as ink; Pinch-sided bottles and bottles distended, Gleaming and glowing with colors that blended Into a harmony rich to the eye— Now all that splendor and beauty’s gone by! ’Tisn’t the drink that I’m hating to lose, It’s just the sight of the glorious hues Found in those small bottles, Slender and tall bottles— Colors a painter would gorgeously use: Green, red and yellow, — Brown: that is mellow— Lord, ‘how the memory tortures a fellow! Somehow these bottles of soda and such Lack the warm touch— Lack the rich fancy in color and shape Old bottles had in the days of the grape. Well, customs change and—they tell me—advance! Maybe—but bottles have lost their romance! gM. A Vm For I was a moderate toper, And losing my drinks doesn’t jar. But what I do miss most acutely is this— The bottles just back of the bar; The gleam of the bottles, the beam of the bottles, The tint of the bottles, the glint of the bottles— The bottles just back of the bar. K B. B. By Radio : HOMAS rested, and relaxed and refreshed his soul. PN He felt the need of music to soothe him, so he pressed the China button of his radio, but immediately he shut it off. They were playing “I’m Dizzy Over Lizzy,” in the peculiar rhythm of Chinese music. He tried Italy, hoping to hear some grand opera, but a hurdy-gurdy was playing the same song in the streets. In Spain they were playing it in Spanish Fandango fashion. He switched in a New York musical comedy, but the chorus had just come on with “I’m Dizzy Over Lizzy” for an encore. He thought surely in a hamlet oi the Middle West he would hear folk songs, but there they were playing it on a phonograph. He tried Paris, Alaska, , and Australia, but “I’m Dizzy Over Lizzy” had gone to the ends of the earth. Despairing, he pressed a tiny button to his left, and listened to the grass growing for a while. - Co oe K. Ns ~~ RET = ‘THE CAREY PRINTING CO. Ine. ‘Mew York. comicbooks.com r¢ we 2