Life, 1886-06-24 · page 6 of 21
Life — June 24, 1886 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 354 This page contains several brief satirical pieces rather than a single cartoon. The main items include: - **"Ad Lydiam"**: A poem about wandering, likely referencing classical themes - **"The Essential Element"**: A dialogue where boys playing marbles reject an old gentleman's characterization of their game as "childish," insisting they're playing seriously for money - **"Probabilities"**: A gossipy item about Lord Henry Gordon Lennox's bankruptcy proceedings and anticipated remarriage into American wealth - **"Off for a Day's Fishing"**: A humorous dialogue between Smith and Brown about forgetting essential supplies (whiskey, cigars, hooks, lines) The satire targets upper-class pretension, financial scandal, and male incompetence. The page reflects early-20th-century American satirical magazine style, mixing social commentary with light humor about contemporary society figures and everyday absurdities.
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AD LYDIAM. THE ESSENTIAL ELEMENT. | HERE’ER I wander, near or far, | © GENTLEMAN (to boys): Are n’t you boys rather I see that winsome face ; | old to be playing so childish a game as mumble-the- By land or sea, by ship or car, peg? It haunts me every place. | One of the boys: We're playing for twenty-five cents a And though I fly to solitude game: And be an Anchoret, The lovely vision will intrude ORD HENRY GORDON LENNOX has just ap- And smile upon me yet. peared in the London Bankruptcy Court. Liabilities, £11,579; assets, 27, | Lord Henry Gordon Lennox will doubtless shine in New | York society next winter, and another American heiress will join the British aristocracy. * . . Like good Saint Anthony, in shame I close my fevered eyes; Her burning looks my heart inflame And bid wild passion rise. . . . Yet never in my life have I Wrought her nor weal nor woe— HY not send Johann Most or some other Anarchist as ‘Then, lovely Lydia P-nkh-m, why Consul for the Congo ? Dost thou pursue me so? This is an opportunity for getting rid of such men that . . . should not be lost. Pears About this time look out for the re- | bd - = appearance of the oldest living graduate. | A SWISS bride and groom recently began their honey- * * * moon by the ascent of Mont Blanc. T is rumored that Mr. Barnum has made the French The bride's toes were frozen and the groom now sues for Princes a flattering offer of a refuge in case of their ex- | divorce on the old “cold feet” plea. Some men are not fit pulsion from their native land. ! to live. . , * ONE OF THE BLRS OF LIFE. AID the widow, mendacious young M"- I really don’t know what a Ke The lover, in haste, Put his arm round her waist, And promptly, but firmly, said * Th” OFF FOR A DAY’S FISHING. “cc ES,” said Dumley, proudly, “I have n't tasted a drop of liquor of any kind since last Thursday.” “ How do you feel?” he was asked. “Feel? Why, I feel like a new man. I feel like a man, sir; that's how I feel.” “Then you would n't care to go and take a drink with | me?” 7 “Certainly I will. I only swore off for a week.” MITH: Are the whiskey and cigars all right ? Brown : Yes, they ‘re under the seat. Smith: And the lunch? Brown: That 's under the seat, too. Smith: And the hooks and lines ? Brown: By Jove! I forgot them entirely. Smith: That’s too bad. Well, I suppose we ‘I! have to ce get along the best we can without them. How TO TRAIN A SETTER—Put eggs under her. comicbooks.com