Life, 1888-05-17 · page 3 of 18
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 275 This page contains several short humorous pieces rather than a single cartoon. The main illustration shows a domestic scene where a man appears distressed while women in the background seem amused or mischievous—likely illustrating "A Little Latin," which jokes about a father's Latin phrase meaning "the sick are always tyrants." The other pieces are brief comedic sketches: - "A Nice Question" plays on romantic doubt - "A Paradox" explores the irony of quarreling couples who stop speaking - "Flying from Danger" depicts a man and woman fleeing—likely a humorous take on social scandal - Various brief anecdotes mock census-taking, female oratory contests, and social conventions The humor relies on Victorian-era domestic situations and wordplay rather than specific political references.
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* LIFE - 275 A NICE QUESTION. AD I the right— Could I but see I wish I might— That I were he Think you those lips I'd kiss ? Who might her rage defy, Do you believe— Do you suppose Can you conceive— That I would lose That such a chance I’d miss? The time 'twould take to try? A BOOK THAT HELPED HIM. BY falling asleep over Rider Haggard’s “She,” a sheriff's deputy in Connecticut allowed a prisoner to escape. If he had only read the book aloud there would have been no trouble—both would have G. F.G.__ slumbered. A LITTLE LATIN. Young Student: FATHER, WHAT DOES “Sic semper tyrannis” MEAN? Fond Parent (rising to answer the querulous call of an invalid m—r-in-law): IT MEANS, MY SON, “THE sick ARE ALWAYS TYRANTS.” A PARADOX. E: Itis strange, dear, we cannot speak without quar- reling. SHE: And yet, when we quarrel we don’t speak. FLYING FROM DANGER. A DARCHISE: My poor friend, that hireling of the law has no right to drive you out of the park. TRAMP: He didn’t. He just hinted that there was danger of my getting a sun-bath if I stayed. ANARCHIST: Bath—horrors! (They both run.) MotTTo of the G. O. P.: “In galls we trust.” HE census-taker has been baffled in an attempt to gather statistics of the number of step-mothers in Chicago. They got around in so lively a manner that he found he had frequently entered the same woman under three or four different names. Ae an oratorical contest in a female seminary, last week, in Iowa, seven young ladies won prizes for eloquence, and the rest of the young ladies who couldn't speak well all became engaged on their way home. comicbooks.com D