Life, 1887-01-06 · page 3 of 16
Life — January 6, 1887 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 431 This page contains several brief humorous anecdotes rather than political cartoons. The content includes: **"Very Natural"** — A joke about a bank depositor's relief when told their money is safe, contrasting embarrassment with shyness. **"A Short Conversation"** — A social satire where someone named Scribeelerous discusses attending a reception and critiquing an author's work, with ironic commentary about boarding-house life. **"Winter Sports"** — An illustration depicting people sledding or winter recreation. **Additional items** include brief witticisms about executions, fashion, and social customs (kissing gloves, finger etiquette). The humor relies on wordplay, social observation, and genteel Victorian-era satire rather than political commentary. The "Farewell" and "She" pieces appear to be romantic or flirtation-themed verse. No specific political figures or events are clearly referenced on this page.
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VERY NATURAL. i XCITED DEPOSITOR with heavy | check, stands astonished to see it j promptly paid. What's the matter? says the paying teller. ExciTeD DEposiIToR: Oh! nothing! Hem! I thought you'd broke. If you’ve got the money, it’s all right, but if you haven’t got it, I want it right away. HERE isa difference between embarrass- ment and shyness. For example, when a young man is embarrassed for money his | shyness doesn’t stop him from trying to | borrow some. A SHORT CONVERSATION. “cc H! Mr. Scribelerous, how are you? I bought your last book, and have | been reading it. I can’t say I like it as much as some of your others. I s'pose you're here, | at this reception, picking up character.” SCRIBELEROUS: Ah! is that you, Butterine? | By the bye, that last lot of eggs you sold my | boarding-house mistress were more than half | bad. I suppose you’re here drumming up custom. OT long ago we paid two dollars and | looked down upon the top of Patti’s | head while she sang a little song, and if the | gentleman who got away in Mexico with | $30,000 worth of bogus tickets will drop in to see us, he can have our best dark closet to hide | in as long as he likes. | | | Y executing murderers on Friday it gives them just about time enough to reach heaven for Sunday. WINTER SPORTS. NEAR ENOUGH. “cc APA,” inquired a Chicago young woman, “ at the con- cert last night, I heard somebody refer to the ¢out ensemble, What kind of an instrument is that, papa ?” Papa (not guite sure of himself): “1 think it must be French for trombone.” Sita ‘ge HE. AREWELL, with humble air, I kiss your finger tips ; ‘The while my bold heart flies In fancy to your lips. The dainty glove I kiss ; A plague upon the fashion ! My purpose thwarts, Duenna-like, ‘A-warding off my passion. SHE, Prithee why should he be content With kissing of my fingers ; Sure all the world such homage pays — And yet the Dullard lingers ! M. HLM. NOT THAT KIND. “ OT that sitting in a draught, eh?” said old Drakes. “Well, keep away from draughts. I put myself on to one a month ago, and it cost,me $15,000,” A GAME leg— Hindquarter of venison. comicbooks.com