Life — July 8, 1926 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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Life ITING paper, packed for your vacation in a handsome blue case, makes train letters and beach letters so easy to write. Wherever you go, take your Lord Baltimore Portfolio with you. When you have a moment, just open it up and write. You won't need any desk. Lord Baltimore Paper be- speaks personality and distinc- tion. Yet, even with the attrac- tive case, it is most moderate in price. Heavy, substantial, fabric-fin- ished, Lord Baltimore Paper is worthy in every way to repre- sent you in the mails. Soldonlyat Rexall Drug Stores. SAVE with SAFETY at your Rexall Drug.Store You will states it by this sign Liggetts are also Fexall stores | Lord Baltimore Port- folio—Fine Paper in a Writing Case The Golfer’s Henley Orr of the pit that bunkers me, Covered with sand from head to sole, Although I now am playing three, I struggle onward toward the hole, What if by some unhappy chance I overswing and raise my head— I grimly take a firmer stance And hope to lay the next one dead. What though I finish with an eight— I do not fear my partner's scowl, Nor heed his comment, barbed with hate: “Say, Hagen, why trowel?” not use a It matters not my total score From even fives is somewhat far, It matters not what went before— Some day I know I'll murder par! Smoff. Batter Up! frrom a recent newspaper com- munication comes information that “twenty-fi forty-five buckwheat breakfast is a fair average for a healthy man.” The informant vol- unteers further that his father, “lu- bricating his cakes generously with butter, maple syrup or New Orleans molasses, attained the ripe old age of cight Quick, Watson, the abacus! With the gentleman’ ather becoming a the age of twenty- that he put age of thirty-five cakes ‘for forty-five years. And no doubt Father also ‘ate buckwheat cakes when a boy. Though we ap- pear ridiculously conservative, let us say that the boy averaged twenty cakes a day for ten years—from the age of ten to manhood. y assume Correct me if I’m wrong, but I | have the old gentleman going to his final rest with the taste of 647,875 cakes (generously lubricated with butter, maple syrup or New Orleans molasses) in his mouth. Without going into statistics, it is roughly estimated that the preparation of such a stupendous amount would give at least fifteen Childs’ restau- rant expert cake-flippers permanent tennis elbow. And yet we have no knowledge of who provided the six hundred thousand cakes for Father. | The least we can do is to observe a minute of silence in deference to the unknown martyr or martyrs. Even the mighty Babe Ruth him- self cannot feel otherwise than | humbled in the face of such a bat- tering average! Henry William Hanemann. cA DIFFERENCE of quality —coupled with the re- freshing fragrance of the Royal Fern—makes Fougere Royale the ultimate choice of discerning men. HOUBICANT PARI OugeTe bya Fougere Royale Stick, 73c¢ Cream, 30¢; Talcum. $1.00 EauVegetale, $1.25.Facial Soap, 30, comicbooks.com