Life, 1925-01-01 · page 34 of 37
Life — January 1, 1925 — page 34: what you’re looking at
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This page contains primarily **advertisements and satirical columns**, not political cartoons. The **Bayer Aspirin ad** (top) emphasizes brand authenticity—urging consumers to insist on the "Bayer Cross" trademark, reflecting early 20th-century concerns about generic imitations and patent protection. Aspirin was relatively new medicine then. **"Mrs. Pep's Diary"** is a humorous society column mocking upper-class concerns: traffic congestion, servants, astrology, and frivolous spending. The entry about Clement C. Fladong satirizes wealthy husbands indulging wives' expensive hobbies (skating costumes costing six dollars per use—substantial then). **"The New-Voes Are Giving a Musicale"** satirizes excessive wealthy social gatherings, mocking the pretension of inviting "a few thousand" guests and hiring expensive musicians while calling it a "small affair." These pieces reflect 1920s satirical humor targeting urban congestion, class pretension, and consumerism.
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As SAY “BAYER ASPIRIN’ and INSIST! Unless you see the “Bayer Cross” on tablets you are not getting the genuine Bayer Aspirin proved safe by millions and prescribed by physicians 24 years for Colds Headache Neuralgia = Lumbago Pain Toothache —_Neuritis Rheumatism Accept only ‘Bayer’? package ec which contains proven directions. Handy “Bayer” boxes of 12 tablets Also bottles of 24 and 100—Druggists. Aspirin ts the trade mark of Bayer Manufacture of Monoaceticacidester of Salicylicacid ' Mrs. Pep’s Diary | forced to alight in the middle of the street, run across the station with a . ‘ bag in each hand without encountering December MY fect ailing from so | a porter and dash through the gates 26th Much dancing of late, T | with her ticket in her teeth... did order in Mistress | day did Bob Milliken, the zar Wright to chafe them. Whilst thus | me three goldfish in a Japanese bow! engaged, Nell Anders came in, and we | as a belated Christmas greeting, but fell a-talking of the changes which the | | shall disappoint him by feigning past ten years have wrought in this great joy at having them, and call city, dwelling sorrowfully on the con- | them Acker, Merrall and Condit after gestion of traffic which is gradually | those I had formerly. making a hermit of me. Nell told how she was so held up on her way to a train the other day that she was (Continued from page 13) Searching all the morning Decent for the detailed addenda to my horoscope which Mistress Adams made out, having wak- ened with a feeling that I am on the brink of a great change in my life, ‘The ORIGINAL | and zealous therefore to learn if the ed Milk “ corn de,| Mt not finding it, so that Twas well : : Nursing Mothers nigh minded to summon the servants and threaten them with instant death by black magic if they moved a scrap of paper so much as a single inch in the future, but at that moment. the perfume which Lydia Loomis had blended in accordance with my per- sonality arrived, and a whiff of it calmed me. When I explained to Sam that the new scent was expressive of my temperament, he quoth, It would not surprise me if that bottle should explode. stars have foretold it. In a great rage . Avoid Imitations Baird Leonard. WYNKOOP HALLENBECK CRAWFORD COMPANY, MEW YORK The New-Voes Are Giving a Musicale Tue New-Voes are giving a musicale Just a small affair. They've invited only a few, That is, a few thousand. Of course, they've engaged the most expensive musicians. There will be a flock of brass band And a crew of saxophone players. And a mob of drummers. And no end of ukulele wizards. There'll be syncopation all over the place. There'll be jazz in every note. There'll be all sorts of “blues.” And they'll raise the roof or know why. Tin Pan Alley will seem like a graveyard when the New-Voes have finished. They're giving a musicale. Just a small affair. Cc. G.S. Life to the Lees in Jonesville “I Hore this weather holds for another week,” remarked Clement C. Fladong, President of the First-Sec- ond-Third National Bank, Jonesville. “My wife wants to go skating, but her knickers won't be done before Monday or Tuesday and the paper pre- dicts a thaw. She got a moleskin skating costume last winter, but almost as soon as it was delivered she decided to follow the Country Club set South and so she only got a couple of falls out of it. I figure it cost me about six dollars a stroke. This year it's too small. “T may get off by buying a new costume and an open car. She says you can’t use a closed car for winter driv- ing; what you need is a sports roadster But it isn’t as bad as it might he be- cause last year when the Lake Placid pictures started in the Sur brown sheets she said we ought to get a lodge in the country for winter wecek-ends. She said she wanted a huge fireplace, blazing logs and a Russian wolfhound for the hearth. She said she longed for the open spaces; she wanted to live. “I told her I couldn't find the dog in Jonesville and with that she lost. in- terest. She said all the best lodges had wolfhounds and she couldn't be real comfortable in any other kind.” McC. H Success “Etaex had quite a talent for art as a youngster. Has he ever done any- thing with it?” Has he! Why, man, he’s the head designer in one of our largest cross- word puzzle factories.” Tue first sign of old age is reluc- tance to commit suicide when the home team loses. comicbooks.com