Life, 1883-12-27 · page 5 of 17
Life — December 27, 1883 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 331 This page contains six comic panels depicting **anthropomorphic bears** in humorous situations. The captions read: "He thinks he hears a humming sound," "He calls his friends," "It's bees!", "The nest is at the top," "Ha! ha! We'll get it yet," and "They get it." The narrative shows bears attempting to obtain honey from a beehive, with escalating comic chaos. This appears to be a **straightforward animal humor strip** rather than political satire—it simply illustrates the classic comedic scenario of animals pursuing food despite obvious danger. The accompanying text discusses romantic relationships and fortune, unrelated to the bear illustrations, suggesting this is a **miscellaneous humor magazine page** combining different comic and literary content rather than unified satirical commentary.
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HE THINKS HE HEARS A HUMMING SOUND. ‘ THE NEST IS AT THE TOP.” and “cattle-punching,” and at the end of two years, had, at the expense of his health, amassed a modest fortune, so returned home in search of the love of his youth, This is what he found. The young man who had staid at home had made himself as comfortable as possible; had been accepted by the before-mentioned young lady, and with as many airs as though his Mother took in washing for Queen Victoria, went to her father (the young lady’s— not Queen Victoria's) and told him that he was going to marry his daughter and expected him to come down with something very handsome in the way of a dot, as he himself had nothing whatever. This made the old man so furious that he burst a bloodvessel and died, leaving his vast fortune to his daughter, so she and the young man were able to be married and lived very happily ever afterward. “HA! HA! WE'LL GET IT YET." HE CALLS HIS FRIENDS. Tuey Ger it, The idiot who had been out West, settled down into a sour old bachelor and devoted himself to the cultiva- tion of profanity as a fine art. This is all. Sie transit Sloria Thursday. ERE entombed lies a church, choir, chancel, and steeple. Congregation and pastor here wait for the dawn. Ah! sad was the fate of these miserable people, Engulfed in a worshiper’s cavernous yawn, Before any soul in-the church could emerge, he Had swallowed them all—English, Irish, and German. He could swallow the church, congregation, and clergy, But, alas ! he was choked by the minister's sermon. H. E. comicbooks.com