Life — April 5, 1929 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Life QUAINT WHALING DAYS...SMART MODERN WAYS...NANTUCKET IN YOUR OCF Youss not seen America. . . neither the America of our forefathers nor that of their socially distinguished descen- dants . . . till you've seen Nantucket. Nowhere else has ume laid so light a finger on Colonial days, nor retained so charming a reward for gentle breeding, as in the sea- circled land where quaint Sankaty light flings its warning beacon toward the home of Moby Dick. Even though the sea were not your only highway, there could be no more delightful way to go than aboard the newly redesigned A. C. F, “47”. Here is a vessel which, in speed, staunchness, and cruising comfort deserves the name of “yacht”. Picture, in a 47-footer, a luxurious rear cockpit that seats eight; sleeping accommodations for five and crew; forward and after cabins and all-enclosed bridge-deck with admirable headroom; a lavatory accessible to both master cabins; a three-burner galley complete with sink, ice-box, and cup- board; capacious crew's quarters; even a high-powered, built-in radio.. .these details must be seen to be appreciated. The smart, rakish funnel of the “47” allows you to rec- ognize her from afar as readily as does the quality of its materials and fittings when aboard. Like all A. C.F. craft, she is completely equipped, ready to go—even to linen, silver and china, When shall it be? Write today for booklet“D” containing completeinforma- tion and illustrations. American Car and Foundry Company, A.C. F. Marine Salon, 217 West 57th Street, New York. AMERICAN CAR AND FOUNDRY COMPANY Other show rooms at: Boston—Noyes Marine Sales Co.,1037 Common- wealth Ave. Detroit—A.C.F. Salon, 500E. JeffersonAve. Cleveland— N.J. Shea, 1424 Lauderdale Ave., Lakewood. San Francisco—S.C. Kyle, 427 Rialto Bldg. Chicago—Ward A.Robinson, 58 E. Washing- ton St. Wilmington, Del.—American Car and Foundry Company. / C faw Ah, These Americans! (Continued from Page 2) rife,” declared Audrey. “Why, when we were coming up to town from our place in Devon—” “Helloy, Audrey,” came a voice from behind her chair. She turned her head. A tall and somewhat good looking young man clad in American clothes and with a copy of the Paris edition of the Chi- cago Tribune was gazing down at her with a grave expression. “Bad fire in Chicago—the stock. yards—twelve men killed—most of the worst of it was down in your father’s old outfit at K and 15th Streets. Gosh, he'll be terribly cut up. Sorry—hell of a way to introduce myself when we haven't seen each other for six years.” C. F. Haywood. “Bon Voyage" “Well, old man, bon voyage. Gosh, I certainly envy you taking a_ threc- months’ trip to Europe. Do you g.t seasick easily? .. . I was just asking because this boat looks pretty small. Well, the thing to do is drink salt water. Yes, [ know. It will make you sick as a dog for the first four or five | days, but the last day or so you'll feel fine. .. . Say you know I was thinking —this ship looks somewhat like the Vestris. She has a sl-i-i-ight list, don’t you think so? Just ever so sl-i-i-i-ght? I think so. “Now don’t go worrying about busi- ness while you're over there, because it’s foolish. And anyhow my theory is that the textile business is going to pot anyhow and you couldn't do a thing to prevent it if you were here. . . I suppose you'll miss Barbara... Yes, I thought you were pretty fond of her. Maybe just a wee bit in love? Well, I think she cares for you too—a litle bit. But I guess she'll get along all right; I wouldn't worry. I heard her say she'd fixed up a couple of dates with that Gleason fellow. Oh, well, after all, if you lose her there are plenty of other fish in the sea. “Say, by the way, this is the Green Anchor Line, isn’t it? ... What? Oh, nothing, only I talked with someone who'd been through the kitchens on some of their boats... . Well, to be frank, they were pretty dirty. Still, what you don’t know won't hurt 7ou- Sort of an ordinary looking crowd on this boat, isn’t it? ... I hope you got an outside room. . . . You didn’t. Oh, well, you probably won't be able to sleep much anyhow.... They're shoo- ing us off. Have a wonderful trip, old man. You lucky dog! As they say, ‘Bon Voyage.’ ” / Parke Cummings. comicbooks.com