Life, 1925-07-16 · page 4 of 40
Life — July 16, 1925 — page 4: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page is primarily **advertising**, not political satire. The dominant content is a General Motors advertisement for Fisher Body-equipped cars, featuring a photograph of elegantly dressed figures under an umbrella. The ad's tagline—"Like sterling on silver"—compares Fisher Body's quality to precious metals, claiming that closed-car bodies have become standard for year-round driving. It notes Fisher Body has equipped over 1.5 million General Motors vehicles in six years. The right column contains a humorous domestic dialogue piece titled "A Quiet Sunday," depicting family members bickering about reading the funnies—lighthearted entertainment rather than political commentary. This represents typical 1920s-era magazine content: high-end automobile marketing alongside entertainment features.
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The Bathing Lesson He had just finished giving her her first bathing lesson, and they lay on the sand basking in the warm sunshine. Then she spoke. “I have a confession to make,” she said, “I know it was wrong to deceive you. I am the girl who swam from the Battery to Sandy Hook last summer.” A look of chagrin spread across his handsome face. “I should have recognized you,” he said rather bitterly. “I knew I had seen your picture somewhere in the papers. But I thought you were the girl who swam the English Channel.” N.L. A Quiet Sunday (Just Outside the Garden of Eden) Aset: Cain, will you read me the funnies? Please, Cain, read me the one about the Captain an’ the Kids. Caix: Shut up, ya little pest. Gosh, what a dump! They didn’t have any of these durn funnies in Eden. Apam (gloomily): Them was the good old days, all right. Nothin’s like it useta be. Maw, gimme my aigs scrambled to-day. I'm sick of ‘em fried. Eve: I fergot to go around to the delicatessen for ‘em last night, and everything's closed to-day, bein’ Sun- day. Only there's a recipe in the Home Service section this mornin’ about how to make mock omelette out of nothin’ e $ 1 but nuts. Only we haven't any nuts. Like sterling on S ver Aset: Cain, read me the funnies The one about the Man in the Brown us Dert: Because of its beauty, comfort and utility, dea Por, I swear some day I'll : : murder that brat. the closed car is becoming standard for Avast: Tehk, tchk! Shouldn't be too year round service, hasty. Where's my slippers? Durn it, things ain't never been the same since Among the members of the General we lost our lease to that Eden apart- Motors family is the Fisher Body Cor- ment. Where's my slippers? * ¢ ‘ Eve: The tiger et ‘em. At least, I poration, which has equipped more than think it was the tiger, though I wouldn't 1,500,000 motor cars with closed bodies put a thing above that fool rhino you : 5 ogesie Binion's ren brought home that night from the lodge. in the past six years. Abas: Great grief, ain't I ever gonna Ty am *t . » Ficher” he hear the end of that night at the The emblem “Body by Fisher has lode Tiel 9, Vwes berfevly come to have a meaning like that of all right, only I had a little fever and “sterling” on silver. It is an assurance of it sort of went to my head. Oh, for Eden! Them was the days! You an quality in the closed bodies of General yect apple Motors cars and of many other makes of Eve: Adam, if I've told you once " I ¢ - ll T've told you a thousand times that there trustworthy cars as well. was a recipe in the Home Service sec- tion about makin’ applesauce— Apam: Applesauce! I ORS Assi: Cain, read me the funnies. ; The one about Reg'lar Fellows. Cain: By— (He proceeds to do Buick + Capittac - CHevroteT +> OAKLAND his celebrated stuff). : 5 Apa (dispiritedly) : Well, Cain, OtpsmosiLe GMC Trucks . don’t say you wasn’t too hasty. Still General Motors cars, trucks and Delco-Light products may be purchased on the GMLAC an’ all, I can't blame you fer bein’ a Payment Plan. Insurance service furnished by General Exchange Corporation. leetle irritated. Now, in Eden—— T. B. comicbooks.com