Life — December 2, 1926 — page 69: what you’re looking at

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Furs for Christmas “4 FUR for Christmas,” said Marie, “Js all I want, dear Uncle B.; One that will keep me warm as toast!... ‘At least that's what I want the most!” Oh, so naively added she. “And that’s what you can get for me,” Confided sturdy Rosalie; “One I can wear to skate and coast: A fur for Christmas!” Bat little Junior on my knee Declared: “Well, all J want's a tri So if the sometimes balky ghost Walks to some purpose for this host, His portion, too, shall surely be A fir for Christmas! Edward W. Barnard. No Obligation [*™ the most sought-after man in town, Automobiles line the sidewalk in front of my house. A steady stream of well-dressed men presents itself at my modest door. Another stream of equally splen- did appearance and possibly greater proportions waits upon me con- stantly at my office. My home and office phones are constantly ringing, from early morning until late at night. If I were to accept all the urgent invitations pressed upon me, my day would have to contain at least fifty- five hours. Beautiful and costly gifts are pressed upon me. My supply of cigars is now of a size sufficient to meet my needs until late in the Spring. Our home is a bower of flowers, presented by our new friends. There is enough candy lying around to make an army of small boys sick for a week. Daily the attentions dirccted at me are becoming more pressing. oe # I gave my name and address to several salesmen while visiting the Automobile Show. “And the nights shall be filled with music” Colored with romance, a tall spire, filled with pleasant things, with music, with banqueters, with laughter, the Book-Cadillac gathers its youth and its wisdom from ‘round the world. From ‘round the world, from its further obscure hamlets and from its capitols come these chang- ing, interesting aggressive folk who people the **Book."’ In the Blue Room, in the Venetian Roomand in the Italian Garden there's alwaysa pageant. Nights are filled with music. Cares can forgotten. Yet, yourroom, all of the sleeping rooms are quict, for they are above the seventh floor, and the music and revelry are far below. The beds are soft, famously soft and restful and comfortable. Store that deep in your memory. Many come here now and often and they feel at home, for this place knows them well, and they know it. As we've wel- comed them so we welcome you. We'll do our best to make your visit memorable, unfor- gettable. Men say that it is one of America's great hotels. THE BOOK-CADILLAC HOTEL COMPANY DETROIT Roy Carruthers, President Tus you'll like because it proteds your family: As you leave, you'll find attached to hed receipted bill an accident insurance John C. Emery. The Overture BELLHOP (to newly ushered-in guest): Anything I can do for you? Tur Wise Guy: No, thanks—l've Bot some in my suitcase. policy. For forty-eight hours from that minute, it guards you and your family ; an extension of Book-Cadillac service. It pays $3000.00 for accidental death; $2500.00 for loss of limb; and $25.00 weekly over along term for wholly disabling injuries. comicbooks.com