Life, 1884-08-21 · page 11 of 16
Life — August 21, 1884 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# "Womance & Wealty: A Summer Idyl" This illustrated comic depicts a flirtation between a wealthy man and a woman, likely titled to satirize sentimental romance fiction. The man asks what he can do to "prove" his love and remain "forever, dear." The woman, appearing coy, responds she'll let him see—but only if he doesn't mind "a glass of LEMON SODA." The joke appears to be modest and deflating: rather than romantic declarations or expensive gifts, the woman's affection is humorously contingent on something trivial and inexpensive. The advertisement for lemon soda embedded in the cartoon suggests this is **advertising satire**—mocking both overwrought sentimental stories and commercialism. The subtitle notes it's "translated from the English of Coney Island," likely mocking cheaply-produced popular entertainment of the era.
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men—after the cloak of concealment is torn away. .The onion is a wonderful absorbent of the wealth of the soil; so is a man who | lusteth after great riches in official station. | The onion is a member of the leek family ; so is a certain man—Mulligan by name. The onion is a tearful object; so is a man when brought down upon his marrow-bones | by threats of public exposure. The onion, on starting out in life, puts forth green branches or plumes; so does an ambitious. not to say unscrupulous man, in order to capture the rag-tag-and-bobtail Irish vote. This .is all true to the letter, is it not, Gail? | Now, with regard to your distinguished kins- man, Mr. Blaine—oh, ah !-—- But perhaps we had better drop the subject! F.W.P. LETTERS OF THE LAW—FF, and ss, Juprrer PLuRiBUSTUS — Weather-wise | Wiggins. VERY MELLOW DRAMA— Most native American productions. THE INDIAN TERRITORY may fairly be called merely a mental reservation. ANACREONTICS, OVE and logic can't agree ; Love is not philosophy, But a burning, Sweetly turning Logic into minstrelsy. Love is longer, Love is stronger Than the iron rule of three. Love is but a bee that sips Honey from a thousand lips ; Ever maying, Ever straying Where the rarest nectar drips. Love is sweeter, Love is flecter, And a purer honey dips. Love's a wayward dream that hides In the heart, and there abides Lightly sleeping, Coyly weeping Till the tender heart confides. Never harming, Love 's more charming Than all else on earth besides. E.:P.1. -LIFE: 109 WIeMANCE SWEALITY @ SUMMER TDyt Faised his eye fo heaven, Said he,’ whal canl do ~~ To pwove blo you Thof I'll be fwee erever, dear Ath Rhoda u ~ He A SS he raised Her eyes fo ea .//" Well, lelae see; said she y/ / “Yeu'se very keind, 4 : If youfdent mend — Bur ar ates tom the gles! Jrom the Eng ComyIsLanp i comicbooks.com