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# Analysis This page from *Life* magazine (Volume XV, Number 381) contains primarily **humorous literary and social content** rather than political cartoons. The main items are: 1. **"Wolf at the Door" Sonnet** by Oliver Herford—a romantic poem about invoking a muse, using the wolf as metaphor for artistic inspiration. 2. **"No Chance for Argument"**—a brief comic exchange between "Young Highly" (an opera singer) and "Old Hardense" debating tips and wages, satirizing wealth disparities in Gilded Age service industries. 3. **"Fitting a Title"**—a short joke about a nearsighted horse named Cupid. 4. **Large illustration** showing a domestic scene with a woman, child, and furniture, captioned with wordplay about "a man's home is his castle." The page reflects *Life's* characteristic blend of literary satire, social humor, and domestic comedy targeting middle-class readers.
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VOLUME XV. for ~ LIFE - NUMBER 381. ark SONNET. TO THE “WOLF AT THE DOOR.” By a Hungry Poet. er- WOLF, I do not dread thee as of yore, Time when I would tremble in was my shoes Mt sight of thee—when lo! my pity’ng Muse wherewith to drive thee from the door. And since at last, O wolf, my waning store Ilas lured thee back, she will not now refuse My invocation. So I cannot choose Butcry Help! Wolf!" that she may come once more. Mine isa Muse that listens with disdain To any call save that of appe- tite; Brought: me fame ts And till thou came’st all my prayers lets and were vain, Bee For while my purse was full, my brain was light Therefore, O wolf, I welcome thee ain, again Bis To speed the Muse—that | may dine 9 to-night. Oliver Morford. NO CHANCE FOR ARGUMENT. OUNG HIGHFLY: Tamagno, the opera singer, receives $2,000 a night, and tips hotel waiters with one-cent pieces. What do you think of that ? OLD Harps! 2: He's got more brains than young fellows who receive $2,000 a year, and tip hotel waiters with fifty-cent pieces. Mf your cents a4 Me any ¢ C0., ORTON. FITTING#A TITLE. = SHE (facetiousy): 1 suppose you = call your horse Cupid, because he’s such a love of a horse ? BLE. He: Not exactly. You sce he's blind. , postage York. ON BOARD A RECORD SMASHER. Frokwarp WATCH: Eight bells, and all’s well. SEASICK OL.D Lapy: He wouldn't say so if he knew how badly I felt. " ‘i ty ee V ELL, can’t you decide? It never takes me more than a minute to make up my mind! “I'm not surprised, my dear. It shouldn't take anyone more than a minute to make up your mind.” CANDOR. A MAN OF LETTERS—Mr. Mieezysobjielwisnivwiecki. THe Wortp’s Fatk—But the people in it aren't. ALWAYS ROOM FOR ONE MORE—In the 5 Pp. “Wuy, Mama, A HOUSE ISN'T A CASTLE!" 0, DEAR.” THEX, WHY DID PASAY THAT ‘A MAN'S HOME 18 1 “SECAUSK, MEN NEVER LIVE IN CASTLES NOWADAYS.” comicbooks.com