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This page contains a narrative story with illustrations about New York City social life. The main cartoon shows elegantly dressed figures in what appears to be an upscale hotel or club entrance, with a uniformed doorman. The story references "the Knickerbocker Grill" and mentions nightclubs, suggesting 1920s Manhattan leisure culture. References to "Lillian Gish and Michael Arlen" (a fashionable novelist) and discussions of traffic towers made of "solid copper" indicate contemporary concerns with modernity and wealth. The "Comparison" section on the right page appears to be a humorous guide distinguishing between a clerk, salesman, and super-salesman—likely satirizing commercial social hierarchies of the era. The overall tone mocks sophisticated urban society's pretensions while documenting its actual preoccupations and geography.

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I felt better for the rest and was quite willing to walk on up-town. 1 ed the conductor and paid the cover charge. He helped 1 Were still at Forty-eighth Street We wandered up the sidewalk, fairly pleased with havi Julia to one phase of New York life that she had not covered in her read- ing. At just the moment that the man stopped us 1 was thinking that my 1's opinion of me was higher than ad been; I t made her show s of surprise, but I had not expected to be able to do that We had come to the corner of Fiiti eth Street when the tragedy broke. 1 look back on it now with some. sad ness, but I myself with the thought that up to Fifticth Street I had done very well This man, then, stopped us and said to me Excuse me, but can you direct me to the Knickerbocker My reputatio \ und for a few feet, then took flight over the spires of St. Patrick's, I knew the ed; L knew that all my = 2 pains with Julia had been for nothing Sorry,” 1 said to the man, confront “SEARCHING FOR WHAT PRICE GLORY?” WAS WRITTEN.” ing the inevitable with as much bold ness as T had: “sorry, but I'm a native And then the Cosmop sf wre Tt was 3 ry quiet here myself.” too. A_ person really Go south along the Avenue to New York, don't you think 0" ou heard that those traffic Forty-second, then west to Broadway.” town, what the new night clubs a tower made of o went fy. was my, cousin speaking, and: she how to get to this place and that pronounced the words looking at me I took off my hat as a man f formed her ich was the with a good deal of honest, and I dare before ¢ sidewalk whom Twas story” then the rounds of the ov rishteous, sco. Berry Fleming sui somewhere. “Hello, night clubs. John,” [ murmured, remembering of a “There go Lillian Gish and Michael F sudden that he was a paying teller in| Arlen,” I said. “Too bad you can’t Comparison my bank; we had seen a good deal of — sce their faces: you should have looked IF the man in the store merely. sells ach other since Julia came sooner.” you what yeu want, he is only a "Who was that?” asked Julia I pointed out various clerk To me , * ing people. Jack Dempsey passed be- If he sells you this, when you wanted said fore 1 and General Pershing. that, he is a salesman, Barrymore!” exclaimed Julia. “He — Pershing had scarcely Ii he sells you this and looks stouter than in the movies.” crossed the threshold y that, when you wanted T told her that I understood he had of Childs’ when our nothing, he is a super taken on some weight recently conductor returned sales R. G.E. Our conductor, after chatting for a and cut a light buck- | oo time with our driver, had walked a and-wing on the rear = D: What are few steps farther on and was now in platform. After a time you running for? conversation with the conductor of the — the driver backed up a a Ruxxer: There's a bus in front; our driver was out tight- foot or two in order to 3 as in town anda lion ening up on a bolt in the chassis. The keep the tires from ( ke loose bus was occupied only a few — wearing out in one spot loungers like ourselves. The boy in “Well, shall we go the advertisement was still languidly said Julia, dusting off “Which way'd he go?” “Well, you don’t sup- pose I'm chasin’ him, do brushing his teeth to the gentle throb her nose. you comicbooks.com