Life — October 22, 1925 — page 38: what you’re looking at

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FACTS ABOUT A FAMOUS FAMILY The greatest values in automobile history ENERAL MOTORS believes that Chevrolet, Oldsmobile, Oakland, Buick and Cadillac now offer the great- est values in automobile history. Important improvements in chassis construction add to simplicity and per- formance. Refinementsin body designs increase attractiveness and comfort. Every change has been made with quality as the prime consideration. Quality is the first law of General Motors. Enormous sums have been invested in more intensive engineering, in labor-saving methods, in reconstruc- tion —wherever a better result might be achieved. Naturally, large economies areattain- able in such an organization as General Motors. It enjoys every advantage of quantity production; it sells in every market of the world. General Motors is passing these economies on to the purchaser. This makes possible the ex- traordinary values now offered. The public may depend upon these values. Every car is a car of quality. GENERAL MOTORS Buick + CADILLAC + CHEVROLET + OAKLAND OLDsMOBILE + GMC Trucks General Motors automobiles may be purchased onthe GMACTime PaymentPlan Always lowest, GMAC rates are now lower still Infallible He tells you the way to do this and do that; What's wrong with your golf; the de- fects of your flat; What to say to the boss; why your shoes are too light: And the worst of it is that the pest's always right! Family Pride I RecEIveD a letter from an ac- quaintance of mine, Mr. Brewer, who not long ago ran amuck on the Eighteenth Amendment. At the pres- ent writing, he is spending some time in the jail of a certain county near here, begging me most urgently to do him a small favor. I went to see him to find out what it was. I took a bus and put my fare into the bottomless dime-snatcher of Mr. Joe Stephenson. Arriving at the sta- tion, I approached the pigeonhole of Mr. Lubitz, and persuaded him to sell me a ticket. Behind the bars on each side of him; I was interested to note, were Messrs. Dunkins and Slatterson, and the information that my train lcit on Track Number Five was imparted to me with quite unconcealed disgust by Mr. Lurie. Mr. Cotter, the ageut at the station where I alighted, directed me to the jail. Imagine my gratification at find- ing, when I entered the rotunda, that the warden was no other than Mr. Daffy! I inquired if Mr. Brewer was in, and he looked over his shoulder and de- clared that he was. He conducted me to his room on the first mezzanine floor. On one side of my friend’s room was Mr. Silver, a robber of banks, accord- ing to the warden; on the other side was Mr, Rosenville, a gangster (what- ever that is). My friend’s door, I couldn't help noticing, had no name- plate on it. In a moment I was shaking the poor fellow’s bony fingers. “What is it?” I asked him. “What can I do for you? Why have you sent for me?” He turned away his head and waved at his door. “It is humiliating,” he began, and I understood. He smiled at me gladly when he saw that I appreciated his embarrassment “There is Mr. Silver on my right,” he went on, “and Mr. Rosenville on my left; and visitors passing by say to Mr. Dafiy, ‘And, pray, who is this person?” as if I had no right to be here. It is unbearably humiliating, and I thought you——" I had a large brass plate made with “Mr. Brewer” on it in red, and sent it down to him by registered mail—regis- tered by Mr. Spoozer of the United States Post Office. And as for me I am Mr. Flerning. B. F. comicbooks.com