Life, 1884-07-17 · page 3 of 16
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# Page Analysis: Life Magazine, Page 31 **Top Cartoon ("From Over the Sea"):** A hotel clerk scene depicting international tensions. The caption's exchange about an "American mail" being in "room 56" likely references espionage or diplomatic intrigue concerns of the early 20th century, suggesting anxieties about foreign correspondence or secret communications. **"A Voice From Wall Street":** A satirical poem praising an idealized woman with conventional beauty standards ("golden hair," "pearly teeth," "sparkling diamond eyes") and noting she has "sense"—mocking how wealthy men valued both attractiveness and financial acumen in potential wives. **Political Commentary:** A correspondent questions whether Life would endorse Butler (unclear which candidate) as president, suggesting the magazine typically advocated abolishing the presidency itself—satirizing Life's radical editorial stance.
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‘LIFE: LA i CAG aS TU FROM OVER THE SEA. Miss M.: Is THE AMERICAN MAIL IN ? Clerk: YES, MISS; HE IS IN ROOM 56. A VOICE FROM WALL STREET. ] WANT a girl of golden hair, And silvery voice so sweet, Of pearly teeth and ruby lips, And lovely corner feet. A girl of sparkling diamond eyes ; Good figure—if in pence— A love who sweet as “ sugar” is, And has a lot of sense. CORRESPONDENT asks what LIFE would have done had Butler been nominated by the Democrats, and hints that our editorial diet would consist largely of crow. Not a bit of it! We would advocate the abolition of the Presidency. TRAGEDY IN HIGH LIFE. 6c ND then,” said Reginald, reading an account of the latest “lovely murder” to his srancée—“ and then the murderous villain lifted the prostrate form of his victim | and hid it in the bushes by the roadside !” “Hid it in the bushes, dear ?” enquired Ethel, raising her hazel eyes to his. “I should n’t think he would be safe in doing that?” “And why not, love?” replied Reginald, fondly caressing her auburn locks. “ Because of the copse !”” murmured she, putting up her lips to be kissed. But Reginald had fled. He is now a raving maniac. J. K. B. POLITICAL hardware quotation—Bolts in great demand. comicbooks.com