It’s 1906; the magazine is Pacific Monthly. Are you in the market for something that's auto-impregnating with a heavy specific gravity? Tired of oils that have lighter, vague gravity? They’re still around, proving the tagline about time’s powerlessness. They have spooky ghost horses as their logo, too. They've been saying this for a long time. It was probably true for a while. This almost unreadably dense site says:
Along the way, outposts of civilization:
There’s no Kelso anymore. But there was, once. But there was, once.
It’s been restored! Take a look at this: how the dining counter looked in the olden times. A lovely ornate ad, the smallest part of which is the thing they're selling: This page has a color shot of their logo; it names Mr. Hicks as President, and W. H. Chatten as "Secretary." Probably not in stenographic sense. Most of the references from Google call him a Veep.
I'm guessing he mostly appealed to the five-dollar crowd: Sounds great! Why, you can double five dollars in one year - that would be, what, ten? Ten! Surely it's safe bet with no dodgy speculation involved.
Dashing young moderns: The artist: MASSENGALE? No, I don't think so. That was the name of the agency that had handled the account since 1895. In 1906 Coke bumped them for another company. Imagine living your rest of your life as the guy who lost the Coke account.
I'm not saying the quantity of consumer goods was scant in 1906 compared to today, but: I wonder if there was any particular brand loyality for a bookmark.
Mapleine! Why don't you be true?
Mapleine Syrup! It makes . . . Mapleine Syrup!
Hmmm . . . my folder says 1906. And yet: Strop no more, friends. That's King Gillette in the picture, of course - his visage was as familiar to men of the day as the President's. Anyway, 1904 was the year he introduced his safety razor, so the ad's referencing an epochal moment in shaving history: the Parting of the Ways. And we've all bled a little less ever since. |
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