Life, 1884-01-10 · page 3 of 16
Life — January 10, 1884 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Page Analysis: "Love" This page from *Life* magazine presents a romantic scene titled "Love," showing a young couple (identified as Simpson and Felicia) standing on a moonlit piazza. The illustration satirizes courtship conventions of the era. The accompanying text includes a Henry Emerson poem about church congregations, followed by humorous commentary on marriage. A sidebar titled "To the Ladies" jokes that "Marriage is ever a mister-y; but anything is better than perpetual miss-ery"—a pun on unmarried women ("miss"). Another anecdote mocks a man named De Smyth who married a woman "from the suburbs" despite losing his shot at a society match with his best friend Jack. The satire targets Victorian courtship rituals and social class anxieties around marriage prospects.
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iii Di un TATA AAI : WSS LOVE. Young Simpson (to the lovely Felicia, as they stand on the piazza in the moonlight): Miss FeLicia, THIS WORLD LOOKs SO DREARY AND LONELY TO ME. I FEEL AS THOUGH NO ONE LOVES ME. Felicia (in @ sympathetic tone): OH, MR. Simpson, Gop LovES You. alkali after a thoughtful pause, suggests they go in, as it is growing chilly. H? ERE entombed lies a church, choir, chancel, and steeple ; To THE Lapis: Marriage is ever a mister-y ; but i] | Congregation and pastor here wait for the dawn. ing i iss-ery. Ah! sad was the fate of these miserable people, anything is better than perpetual miss-ery | fed ii hi \. . . Hngulfed.tn'a worshper's cavernous yawn SHouLtp Theobaud Bauer defeat Christol in the promised wrestling match, it would be a clear case of Before any soul in the church could eme the Bauer behind the thrown: e, h Had swallowed them eee Trish, and German: w the ich, congregation, and clergy, ares aust he was choked b by the minister's sermon “Yes,” said young De (Smyth, as he pensively Henry EMERSON, chalked the end of his cue, “ Jack was my oldest and best friend, but he married a girl from the suburbs who | wasn’t in society, so of course I had to drop him, My shot ?” A Goop Day ror Ducks.—Fry-day. comicbooks.com