Life, 1925-02-05 · page 33 of 36
Life — February 5, 1925 — page 33: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three distinct items: 1. **Crichton & Co. Advertisement** (top): A luxury silversmith company advertising reproductions of Queen Anne and Georgian period silver designs, positioned as high-end goods for wealthy consumers. 2. **In Memoriam Poem** (left): A tribute to Woodrow Wilson, who died February 3, 1924. The poem portrays Wilson as an idealistic peacemaker ("Paladin of Peace") whose post-WWI efforts were unappreciated by a cynical world. It reflects the contemporary disappointment that Wilson's League of Nations failed and his presidency ended in defeat. 3. **Humorous Vignettes** (right side): Two brief comic pieces—"My Husband Says" (a recurring feature mocking domestic behavior) and "How loyal you are to your plain old tin" (a Craven Mixture tobacco advertisement using a satirical dialogue about valuing intrinsic worth over appearances). The page mixes premium advertising, serious political remembrance, and light humor—typical of *Life* magazine's eclectic 1920s format.
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SS” CRICHTON ¢:: Goldsmiths and Silversmiths New York- 636, Fifth Avenue (corner of 518 Street) Chicago~ 618 So. Michigan Avenue. HE classic design of the Queen Anne and Georgian silversmiths are re-created with superlative skill in the Reproductions made by Crichton crafts- men. Important originals cf the great periods may be seen in the Crichton collection of Old English Silver. In Memoriam How loyal you Woovrow Witson February 3, 1924 ale lo your plain Tue world that knew him was a world of hate ld i ” Misshapen in its every attribute; 0 (703 Rapine was rampant, lips of Justice mute, And Honor, naked, stood disconsolate. Above war's din he heard each captive State Plead at the bar of Heav'n its piteous suit— He sowed the seed; its yet ungarnered fruit «) ’ A in Moulders to dust as dreams disintegrate. My dear, I'ma plai man, I judge men and things not Nations and men, so eager to indict, ‘° by outward appearance, but So slow to praise, so arrogant and vain, by their intrinsic worth. I'm Beyond the curtained silhouette of Night 7 past the age when the gilt This Paladin of Peace rides forth again! , \ on the gingerbread blinds Love spends her fulness oft on the unjust; a But those whom Hate assails mankind can trust! my better judgment. The RIP 4 tobacco in that tin is worthy mt of a gold canister—but I ane want to buy tobacco and not : My Tishand Says - e Manes 3 gold canisters.” MAT every time a caller says, “What a handsome cat !' “ Tiddlywinks starts washing himself. To healthy young men who smoke Mrs, Arch says that her Willie is just like that, too. When a pipe the first tin of Craven will she asks him to recite one of his pieces for company he puts nup new joys. Its rich, smooth his thumb in his mouth and looks adorably pensive, but he lavour— unspoilt by artificial is awfully clever, even if he does look like his father's side curing—is wonderful. of the house. > My husband says they shave Willie's head so far up in Cc ra V en Mrxtire Tin the back that it looks like a tack and he had rather have him put his thumb in his mouth than hear him expound in the plain old an extract from the World's Best Literature. ~ Qs originally Blended for the 3rd Eacl of Craven MADE OF CARRERAS LTO 130 YEARS REPUTATION L. B.S. New York Office, 220 Fifth Avenue. comicbooks.com