Life, 1889-06-06 · page 5 of 20
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 329 This page contains **satirical poetry and humorous sketches** rather than political cartoons. The top cartoon "He Could Afford to Wait" depicts a policeman stopping two well-dressed men, with dialogue about moving along. The satire appears to mock **class privilege**—the implication being that wealthier individuals could casually ignore police orders that would be enforced against poorer citizens. The lower cartoon shows a laundry cashier and employer discussing "absconding clerks and Canada," suggesting commentary on **labor disputes or employee theft** as a contemporary social problem. The page primarily features light verse ("Poems for the Practical") and a humorous dialogue called "A Boy Who Reads the Papers," poking fun at Sunday-school lessons. The overall tone is gentle social satire rather than hard-hitting political commentary.
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329 POEMS FOR THE PRACTICAL. IL. £1 T was the time when lilies blow And clouds are brightest up in air, Lord Ronald brought a lily-white doe To give his cousin, Lady Clare.” The lily-white dough Lord Ronald brought, She took to her virgin bower, And let it bake as she had been taught, For ‘twas made of ‘ Smith's Own” flour. M. “Maiden with the meek brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies, Like the dusk in evening skies.” If you'd keep the smile of youth, Go and see how Doctor Booth Can make an artificial tooth. mt. “I, too, have suffered, yet I know She is not cold, though seeming so. She is not cold, she is not light, But our ignoble souls lack might.” She is not cold, I’ll tell you why ; Because just now she's sitting by A heater made by Green and White, HE! OULD) SREPORD: (FOL IMWALT: That burns all day and burns all night. Policeman (3 a. m.): COME, SIR, YOU MUST MOVE ON, YOUVE BEEN STANDING HERE AN HOUR, Iv. Pompano (with dignity): KNOW 1T—WAITIN’ FOR CARZH. Policeman: NO NIGHT CARS ON THIS LINE, SIR. Pompano (with increasing dignity): WatTIN' FOR DAY CARZH; TIMESH NOZZIN “« My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure ; My strength is as the strength of ten, i Because my heart is pure.” My heart is pure, my mind is bright, I dread no mortal ills, Because I sleep ten hours at night By aid of Brown's insomnia pills. K. W. Rider. IN THE WAY. OW, then, gentlemen,” said a Harlem real-estate dealer to a party on the corner, “you'll have to move on. You might stand on the opposite corner.” “What are you going to do?" asked one of the men.” “ We're going to run up a ten-story flat-house, and we've no time to lose.” “cc A BOY WHO READS THE PAPERS. UNDAY-SCHOOL TEACHER: Who were Ananias and Sapphira? LITTLE SCHOLAR: Dey was editors. (A) REPRESENTS A LAUNDRY CASHIER ABOUT TO MAKE A BANK DEPOSIT, Tracers Bate (B) Is HIS EMPLOYER, WHO HAS HEARD ABOUT ABSCONDING-CLERKS AND CANADA. es eee ee ‘ The intelligent reader will observe he is making a remark to his clerk in his LITTLE SCHOLAR: esm; dey was struc native tongue. dead for bein’ liars ! comichooks.