Life, 1928-06-07 · page 49 of 54
Life — June 7, 1928 — page 49: what you’re looking at
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This page contains **Sir Walter Raleigh pipe tobacco advertising** (the dominant content) alongside several brief humorous pieces and a Cunard Line ocean liner advertisement. The main satirical story, "I'm Converted," mocks both religious hypocrisy and parking enforcement. A non-religious businessman parks illegally near a hotel for a Boosters' Club lunch where the Police Commissioner threatens strict enforcement of parking laws. Terrified he'll be ticketed and jailed, the man discovers his car has instead received a religious tract reading "Sunday—Come to Jesus"—leading him to suddenly become a church regular. The joke satirizes his shallow, fear-based "conversion" and the absurdity of enforcing traffic laws through jail sentences. Secondary jokes include mocking "Lon Chaney" movie references and commenting on Mussolini as an exception to Italian King Victor Emmanuel III's rule. The page primarily functions as **commercial advertising**, with satirical content secondary.
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~ 1S ees a Sir Walter's short course in pipe im- OME of the hardest-boiled pipes in America are getting milder and milder. Sir Walter’s favorite smoking tobacco is showing ’em why and bow. If you have a powerful pipe laid away, bring it out; let it meet Sie Walter. A fragrant blend of choice and mellow tobaccos, kept fresh in the tin by heavy gold foil. Have you discovered how good a pipe can be? LIMITED OFFER (for the United Sates only) | If your favorite tobacconist does not carry Sir Walter Raleigh, send us his name and address. In return for this courtesy, we'll be delighted | tosend you without charge a full-size tin of this wilder pipe mixture. Dept. X, Brown & Williamson Tobscco Corp. Winston-Salem, N. C. SIR WALTER RALEIGH Who discovered how good a pipe can be It’s milder LIFE I’m Converted I pipn’r use to be what you would call a religious man. Somehow or other, the ideas inculcated by my revered and rev- erent parents failed to stick with me, and I drifted away from the flock. : But the other day a great change came into my life; I am now a regular pew- holder at the church, and the other three members of my old foursome are looking for a new Sunday partner. It came about in this way: I had driven to the weekly luncheon of the Boosters’ Club, and had parked my car as usual near the State Street en- trance of the hotel. Our guest of honor that day was none other than the Police Commissioner, and the subject of his talk was “The Parking Menace.” “I promise you, fellow citizens,” said he, “that from, now on the trafic laws are going to be enforced to the fullest extent of the law. Anyone who violates the twenty-minute parking ordinance on our main thoroughfares will be handed a nice, fat fine and the jail sentence that goes with it.” I grew cold with terror. Although | have never seen an aspen leaf in action, I'm sure it could not have shaken as I shook. I wanted to rush down and drive my car around the block—but I couldn't leave the luncheon table until the end of the Commissioner's speech. And he spoke for forty-five minutes! When the ghastly ordeal was over, I ran out of the hotel in a quivering panic. ....My car was there, and tied to the steering-wheel was a white card..... Well—they had caught me. I was about to be prosecuted to the fullest ex- tent of the law. A nice, fat fine! Thirty days—maybe thirty years, for all I knew —in jail. I looked at the terrible ticket, to learn the date when I must appear in court and bid farewell to freedom, The card was inscribed with these words: “Sunday—Come to Jesus.”” Thus was I, a sinner, saved. A, Lake. X MARKS SPOT Yap: I'm going to murder the guy who writes all these “Lon Chaney” jokes. Sap: Oh—don't do that. Yap: Why not? Sap: It might be Lon Chaney. (A shot rings out.) “Untit very recently Fred was alto- gether unspoiled " “But now?” “He's found a girl who tells him he’s unspoiled.” Kino Victor Emmanuev’s is the rule to which Mussolini is the exception. Are you catching the “Grouse Special” from King’s Cross... ? The “Twelfth” in Scotland is now a major American event ... will you arrive in London in time for that historic non-stop run to the North on August 11th... your luggage and bags jostling those of famous ‘shots and rods’. . .? ‘Shooting over dogs’ in the Bens and Glens of Arran... that first sprig of white heather worn for ‘the bag’ .. . Shooting boxes filled with hospitable compatriots «+. the gillies’ balls. . . green of the Far- quharsons and red of the Stuarts and Duffs... Racing at Lanark and Mussel- burgh... the whole paraphernalia of autumn sport north of the Border... It is the indisputable smart sporting ex- odus...no sportsman resists it... Sail in the Mauretania July 25th .. . time to farbish up your kit on Bond Street .. . or sail direct to Liverpool in the Franconia July 28th, and motor up through the lake country ... or in the Aquitania August Ist... the official "grouse special” of the Cunard Line ... Ash the Cunard offices for further information of the grouse season in Scotland. CUNARD LINE @) See Your Local Agent 1840.£ICHTY-EIGHT-YEARS-OF-SERVICE-1928 comicbooks.com