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# Page 186: Life Magazine Satirical Commentary This page contains brief satirical items rather than a single cartoon. Notable content includes: **"An Election Poster of the Future"** section mocks nominating "sons of fathers for office," suggesting this practice deserves the campaign slogan "Pop, goes the Weasel!"—a playful pun on the nursery rhyme. **The main illustration** titled "MY BARK IS ON THE SHORE" depicts a dark, stormy seascape. Without additional context, its satirical meaning is unclear, though the caption suggests it may reference a political or social figure's precarious situation. Other items joke about the Prince of Wales, a $50,000 piano, and Barnum's offer to Ferdinand of Bulgaria—typical of *Life's* gossipy, lighthearted political commentary mixing domestic and international references.

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SOME AUTUMN THOUGHTS. Tennyson. VER ! the sweet summer closes, The reign of the roses is done; The coal-hod the fan now deposes, The reign of the plumber's begun. Longfeilow. Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain, With banners by great gales incessant fanned : The yachts to race now strive in vain, For all the wind is on the land. T HE Sun of Sunday contains an editorial on the Ameri- can party. It fails to call attention to the paradox that the most fashionable American party is a German. . . . T is stated on good authority that when the meteor struck Maine last week, nine-tenths of the population thought Mr. Blaine had returned. . * . PHILADELPHIA friend of ours states that there is ve something underhanded about G. W. Chiids. All his property even is said to be Ledger-domain. ENRY GEORGE and Dr. McGlynn deny that they live like princes. It was hardly necessary to make the denial. Everybody knows that Henry George only lives like a duke, and that Dr. McGlynn, deprived of his patrimony, has to scrape along on what he can make by preaching against poverty at $50 an assault. * . pH is just the place for the celebration of centennials, One gets an idea of how things were a hundred years ago when he visits the Quaker town. HE !Vortd/ seems to be pre- paring the way for a Boston edition. We find war paint referred to in a recent issue as “Cosmetics of Strife.” . . TT G, A. R. seems to be more or less of a Garrulous IMPOTENCE. HE Prince of Wales drinks like a fish, but he isn’t much on the spout. “T’HE $50,000 musical instrument of which we hear so much must be a sort of a pianissimo, : . . T is stated that Mr. Barnum has made a very flattering offer to Prince Ferdinand of Bulgaria for the coming season, AN ELECTION POSTER OF THE FUTURE. VOTE FOR PAPA’S BOY, . . . NE of the Anarchists was quite unstrung when he heard that he was doomed. He will be re-struny, however, on or about November 11. - . . ISMARCK writes to an enquiring correspondent that they call a brand of cheese Limburyer because it gets around in a way suggestive of limbs. . . . AN tea company, which displays the sign “ Honest Tea the Best Policy,” has been closed by the police under the laws regulating policy shops. . . . WE. suggest that since the plan of nominating sons of fathers for office has been recognized as worthy of a trial, the old song, “Pop, goes the Weasel,” be adopted for campaign purposes. . . . “6 OU can get up a pretty good dinner without wine,” remarked Governor Hill to the New- burg reception committee. We beg to observe that Gov- crnor Hill ,is a demi-jo—that is, a demagogue of the deepest dye. . . . A. PICTURE of Jefferson Davis in army garb appears in a Sunday contemporary. If it be an accurate photo- graph, the ex-President of the Confederacy has discarded skirts Army of Republicans. MY BARK IS ON THE SHORE, and renewed the pants of com- merce. comicbooks.com