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# Analysis This page from Life magazine contains three distinct satirical pieces: 1. **"An Overdose"** (top left): Cartoon illustrations mocking alcohol overconsumption, showing a drunken figure in exaggerated poses amid bottles and glasses—social commentary on drinking culture. 2. **"At the Hod-Carrier's Banquet"** (center): A photograph with dialogue satirizing a formal gathering. "Hod-carrier" (a laborer) suggests class humor—working-class figures attempting upper-class formality. The jokes reference whiskey in ice-cream and O'Regan's Irish surname, playing on ethnic stereotypes common to early 20th-century American humor. 3. **"Salad Days"** (bottom right): Comic sketches with dialogue between "Lalage" and others, making innuendos about romance and social expectations—typical period humor about courtship and gender roles. The overall tone reflects early 1900s American satirical magazine conventions: alcohol, class, ethnicity, and courtship as primary humor subjects.

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OVERDOSE, Charming Widow: AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW-A-DAYS? He: OM, AMUSING MYSELF; LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER OXE, AND you? Charming Widow : LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER TWO, AT THE HOD-CARRIER’S BANQUET. HE chair rises to deliver his address of welcome just as the Roman punch is served : CHAIRMAN MCGOOKIN: It affoords me more plisure than Oi can expriss to meet yez once more around the fistive boord. O'REAGAN (2 @ hoarse whisper): Whist, Dinnis; cut it short. There's whuskey in the ice-crame. CHAIRMAN MCGOOKIN: Me frinds, there be toimes whin silence is goolden. This is wan av thim. SALAD DAYS. IRST LOBSTER: Well, what are you going to do now? SECOND LopsTeR: Get dressed for dinner, ALAGE (desperately): 'm going to learn the type-writer whether mamma likes it or not. VIOLA: Why? LALAGE: So that somebody will fall in love with me. T seems to be the function of facul- ties to act as suspenders for col- UWKowas lege breaches. comicbooks.com