Life, 1888-02-23 · page 7 of 16
Life — February 23, 1888 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 107 The top illustration depicts "German Opera at Thebes," a humorous anachronism combining ancient Egyptian settings with German operatic performance—likely satirizing the grandiosity of German opera culture. Below, "A Post Obituary" celebrates Mr. Crowley's recovery from illness, sarcastically suggesting he abandoned prohibitionism to recover. The passage critiques his political ambitions, implying his principles are flexible. "The Only Way" presents a dialogue between George and Mary about marriage, with Mary demanding George marry Emma Wilkins as condition for their own union—a comedic scenario about romantic entanglement. "Another Dimes' Worth" shows a figure in winter/outdoor hardship, with quoted dialogue from "Cider-Faced Wolf" and "Putty-Eyed Screech Owl" engaging in frontier-style banter, likely parodying rough Western or rural dialect humor popular in contemporary literature.
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A PO! . INCE we went to press, last week, our esteemed friend Mr. Crowley has recovered, and we are pleased to note, has overcome his scruples, and looked upon the gin when it is white. Weare glad that Mr. Crow- ley has been given another lease of life, and venture to hope that his “ flop” from the prohibitionists to those whose Fes license is limited by no heights, however vast, will transpire to be as enduring as the Universe. It is true that Mr. Crowley lost his sole chance for the Presidency by deserting the Prohibitionists, but what would the Presi- dency be without the flowing bowl to any well-regulated chimpanzee? Mr. Crowley is fortunate, and if his political ambitions are cast to the ground, he can obtain all the con- solation he wants by reading all about Mr. Hayes in the New York Sun. HE will power of a Surrogate is some- thing awful to contemplate. NE of the contributors to The Atlantic Monthly has written a poem on Gib- raltar, in which he very successfully rhymes “to-day” with “Africa.” This is quite the literary sensation of the hour in Boston. GERMAN OPERA AT THEBES. THE ONLY WAY. ARY: George, if I die, promise me one thing. GEORGE: What is it, Mary. Mary: That you will marry Emma Wilkins. GEORGE ? Why, I thought you hated her, Mary. Mary: I do, George. I want to get even with her. ANOTHER DIMES’ WORTH. “DROP YOUR BUNDLES, OLD MAN; WE'VE BEEN A LAYIN' IN AMBUSH EXPECTIN’ YOU FOR FIVE MORTAL HOURS. MY NAME IS CIDER-FACED WOLF, AN’ MY PAL IS THE. Putty-EYED SCREECH OWL; WE'RE ON THE WAY WEST, AN’ EVERY LITTLE WILL HELP, SO DROP YOUR BUNDLES AN’ WALK STRAIGHT AHEAD, AN’ DON'T LOOK AROUND TILL YOU TURN THE CORNER OF THIS LANE!” comicbooks.com