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Image from page 349 of "The Saturday evening post" (1839)

Identifier: saturdayeveningp1933unse

Title: The Saturday evening post

Year: 1839 (1830s)



Publisher: Philadelphia : G. Graham

Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign

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—but it would have been a long,hard day without a Royal THE Royal Typewriter speeds up thedays work and sets the pace to thequickstep of efficiency.Because the Royals rapid-fire action andadjustable personal touch takes the grindout of typewriting. For it adds to the sensitive fingers of thetypist the one vital thing that the old-styletypewriter subtracts—speed!The speed with brains behind it—the reallife speed of the expert typist, setting thepace that pays. Errorless speed is the kind of speed that counts—common sense has punctured the illusion of theother kind. Allday speed, throbbing evenly with the big, steadypulse of modern business—thats the speed of theRoyal Typewriter. Compare the Work!9


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ROYAL TYPEWRITER COMPANY, Inc.Royal Typewriter Building, 364-366 Broadway, New YorkBranches and Agencies the World Over TYPEWRITERS THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 165 (Continued front Page 162) the last person in the world to have a help-ful suggestion. If anything dropped downa grating, for instance, he never had theleast idea how to get it out. Once whenBeany had caught his finger in a wringer hehad to go all the way upstairs and get hismother to explain how they might liberateit. Now, however, he had suddenly becomea mine of resourcefulness. Beany felt in-stinctively that it would be useless tostruggle. I may break the knife, he said weakly. Go ahead, said the generous boy. Itsan old one. I thought you just got it for your birth-day? Oh, well, I dont care about it! Beany shut his eyes, took a long breathand struck at the little pane of glass. Therewas a tinkle and an exclamation. He hadstruck so hard that he had hurt his fingeron the side of the opening. Pull it! Pull it! cried Ganglesh



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