This is part of a whole series of Camel ads all with the theme: “It’s fun to be fooled - It’s more fun to know”. Which I find pretty funny considering that Camel spent the next 80 years or so lying through their teeth.
Robot Cow Moos and Gives Milk
Hidden Motors Give Exhibit for World’s Fair the Movements of a Living Animal
AN ELECTRIC cow that chews a cud, breathes, moves its head, winks its eyes, moos, and gives real milk will form one of the exhibits at the World’s Fair next summer.
This robot animal has just been completed at the New York City workshop of Messmore and Damon, specialists in creating mechanical beasts that range from prehistoric dinosaurs to modern puppies. It is an exact reproduction of a Holstein milk cow, the hide which covers the papier-mache body being that of the real animal. This particular Holstein was chosen as a model because it had a large black spot on one side. In the reproduction, this spot forms a door that can be removed if anything goes wrong with the mechanism inside.
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HOME EXPERIMENTS
SILENCE IN A VACUUM can be demonstrated with a glass flask and a small sleigh bell. Hang the bell on the end of a length of dowel or glass rod that can be pushed through the hole of a snug-fitting flask stopper; then put a little water in the flask, boil it long enough for steam to drive out the air, remove it from the heat, and fit the stopper in as soon as the steam stops expanding. Cool the flask with running water and shake it near your ear. You will barely hear the bell tinkle, the steam having produced a partial vacuum—sound waves will not travel through a vacuum. But let air in and again shake the flask, and the tinkle will be heard clearly.
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No Job Too Tough for Minute-Men Cops
Emergency Division of Police Trained to Handle Tragedies and Freak Accidents of a Great City
By Thomas M. Johnson
A NEW building was going up. Before it stood a big concrete mixer. To chew up stone, gravel, and sand, its vat-like interior had strong teeth, powerful flanges, and cogwheels. To keep these fed, was the job of one man who stood on a running-board and watched those teeth grind concrete. Suddenly the man slipped. Frantically, vainly clutching for safety, he toppled into the mixer’s jaws. Bruised, half-smothered in liquid concrete, he was shocked by violent pain. His leg had been caught in the cogs. Those crunching teeth were tearing flesh and breaking bones. His screams of pain and terror brought men on the run.
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