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# Life Magazine Satire on Political Bias in Journalism This page satirizes how partisan newspapers distort the same event to serve their political agendas. The scenario: Joseph Jellaby shoots John Smith in Leadville. Each news source spins the identical incident completely differently: - **Associated Press** (neutral): Simple facts—murder, shooting, lynching - **Republican paper** (Fibboom): Jellaby becomes a "respected citizen" and Republican Committee member; Smith becomes a "Democratic Ward Politician" - **Democratic paper** (Shiner): Smith becomes a "Democrat" ex-Mayor; Jellaby becomes a Republican operative - **Another Democratic outlet** (Whirled): Jellaby dies of apoplexy; the shooting is reframed as self-defense against disturbance The final report absurdly claims Jellaby died from emotional distress after the shooting. **The satire's point**: Newspapers of opposing parties will completely reverse facts, identities, and moral culpability depending on which party benefits. Truth becomes irrelevant—only partisan advantage matters. This mockery of partisan journalism reflects Gilded Age newspaper practices, where party loyalty often trumped accuracy.

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> LIFE: venient cane and umbrella pockets, and are sure to attract attention. A monogram or bunch of flowers can be embroidered in bright worsted at each knee, if desired. When the sofa-cushion becomes frayed and worn- out, it can be brightened up and changed in appearance by employing a very little ingenuity and a few spare minutes. Take three pieces of blue ribbon the length of the cushion, put lace insertion of the same width between the strips of ribbon, trim the edge with narrow lace, and sew it to the top of the cushion. In the centre of this arrangement, deftly secrete a cunning little pin, so that when your Uncle David wearily rests his cranium on its tempting surface, he will scratch an Egyptian war map on the top of his bald head. H.L. S. Jay Goutp’s chief ends—Divid-ends. A CASE OF COZEN. H pshaw, now, old boy don’t be silly ! She is only a cousin of mine— This dear little, sweet little Millie— Nothing more than a cousin of mine. So why should n’t I speak of her beauty ? Her winning and amiable ways? She’s my cousin ; ’t is really my duty To say all I can in her praise. And what though I show her attention ? Though regard and esteem I should show? Why surely, "t is scarcely worth mention ; It is all in the family so. “ First cousin ?” Well, no, not precisely ; Our great-grandfathers—now—let—me—see— We're cousins, to state it quite nicely, In about—the eleventh degree. ¥ j.PL VARIOUS WAYS OF LOOKING AT IT. (Associated Press Telegram.) EADVILLE, March —, 188-.—Horrible murder. Joseph Jellaby shoots John Smith. Trouble, politics. Smith dead. Jellaby lynched. (The same reported by the N. Y. Fibboom [Rep.].) NOTHER political outrage has been perpetrated in Lead- ville. Joseph Jellaby, one of Leadville’s most respected citizens, and a member of the Republican Campaign Committee, was shot and instantly killed last evening by a Democratic Ward Politician, With a sort of poetic justice, the criminal offender was immediately executed by the outraged community. (Reported by the N. Y. Shiner [Dem.].) TELEGRAPHIC TICKS. EADVILLE, March —, 188-.—A horrible murder was committed here yesterday. One Smith, a Democrat, and ex-Mayor of Leadville, was shot at a caucus by a Republican heeler, Jellaby by name. The latter was lynched. (Reported by the N. Y. Whirled [Dem.].) [spect*s* 2S THE WHIRLED.] ON. JOSEPH JELLABY, ex-Mayor of Leadville, died here last night of apoplexy. He was one of the most prominent Democrats of the town, and was highly esteemed by the whole community. The apoplectic stroke was caused by the 207 excitement of a meeting of the primaries, over which Mr. Jellaby presided, and at which a low character, Smith by name—a Re- publican, by-the-way—created much disturbance. Mr. Jellaby, a Southerner by birth, actuated by a spirit of chivalry which, thank Heaven, is not dead yet, endeavored to bring the disturb- ance to order by pointing his revolver at him. The weapon, which was most unfortunately loaded, a fact unknown to its owner, was discharged, and Smith was shot through the lungs. Death was instantaneous. A committee of Leadville’s citizens shortly after waited upon Mr. Jellaby at his home, and that gen- tleman was so overcome by their kind attention, that he became hysterical, which hysterics led by easy stages to the fatal stroke. (Reported by the N. Y. Hairoiled (Independent].) HORRIBLE BUTCHERY IN THE WEST. A PouiticaL Feup RESULTS IN THE DEATH OF TWO PROMINENT PoLiticIANS—SMITH SHOOTS JELLABY AT LEADVILLE, AND SacriFices His Own LirE TO THE BLOODTHIRSTINESS OF LEADVILLE’S ARISTOCRACY, [By Cable to the Hairciled.) The editor regrets that lack of space prevents his giving his readers tue full text of the Hairoilea’s six column report.— Ep. Lire, (Reported by the N. Y. Daily Flippant [Dem.-Rep.].) SMITH SHoots ! ‘Gellaby Shufles off the Coil. [Express to the Flippant.] EADVILLE is a marvellously beautiful town, and seems the last place in the world for the perpetration of murder most foul. * * * * * In a pretty little Queen Anne cot- tage not far from the main street lives the family of Mr. Jellaby. * * * * * Two blocks to the north is a handsome brick dwelling, the house of ex-Mayor Smith, * * * * There has been a feud of long standing between the twomen, * * * * * They met * * * and * * Jellaby died almost instantly. * * * * The following diagram * * * * + A. Smith’s desk. 3B. Smith. c. Where Jellaby sat. p. Exit to Gambler’s Alley. £. Exit to Smiler’s Retreat. F. Where Jellaby lay after the shooting. N. FLIPPANT REPORTER. X, Y, Z. Track of the bullet. Pp. Packing-box. * * * * The infuriated populace * * * * * threw one end of the rope over the limb of a handsome elm, under whose genial shade Smith and Jellaby had played together in their happy childhood days * * * and fastening the other end to the wretch’s neck * * * left him dead. (Public Opinion.) Yes, cheap Journalism is a priceless boon, but who killed who, and which was lynched ? jJ. K. B. comicbooks.com