Life, 1890-05-01 · page 7 of 18
Life — May 1, 1890 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 255 This page contains literary and humorous content rather than political cartoons. The left side features poetry about aged love and youth, including quotes from classical sources (Shakespeare, Tennyson). The right side shows a sketch titled "GETTING OUT OF THE WAY" depicting a conversation about retiring from Wall Street, with one character mentioning "Ives & Stayner are loose." The accompanying illustration shows people at what appears to be a country hotel or inn. Below is "A MERE LITERARY PLEASANTRY," a dialogue where characters debate whether the Czar would enjoy H.G. Wells' novels, playing on Wells' reputation as a social critic and the absurdity of autocrats reading progressive literature. The content is primarily satirical social commentary through literature and witty dialogue rather than visual political satire.
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ae ERCHANCE these words were truthful When our old world was young; While love and spirits youthful Were by the poets sung. Now Chloris meets with blank looks All warm, sweet words of love, And puts the cursed bank books A peg or two above. Just now she bids him tarry, Then hears his hacking cough, And coyly laughs “let's marry, Nor put the day far off.” The interest cach share on, At five per cent. or six, She reckons, ere old Charon Has rowed him o'er the fo} ades of Philip Sidne “My true love hath my heart. (A scrap of lung and kidney “No CTS NOT 20 DEEP AS A WELL—SOK SO WIDE AS A CHURCH DOOR, BUT 'TIS ENOUGH ; "TWILL SERVE.” Romeo and Juliet GETTING OUT OF THE WAY. “ wr do you retire from so profitable a Wall Street busi- ness as yours?" “Ives & Stayner are loose.” Would better serve his part). O, Herrick, singer lyric, “E’en Death to die for thee—" (Is something quite satiric Addressed to such as she). NVOr. The fire of I Is kindled now with gold, And youth will never falter If Age is—rery old! Sanhorn Grove Tenney. ymen’s altar A MERE LITERARY PLEASANTRY. ISS MINERVA BEACON-HILL (who indulges only in jokes that have a literary flavor): Do you know, Mr. Spoopendyke. I think that the Czar must be fond of Mr. Howells’ novels ? MR. SPOOPENDYKE (who never has read a line of Howells, but hasn't courage enough to confess it): You really think so, Miss Beacon-Hill? Why ? MISS MINERVA BEACON-HILL(qutth a ghastly suggestion of a smile): Be- cause he hates plots. You GIVE ME A PANE— Cook. Proprietor of Lonesome Pike County Hotel: Ir YER SHOOT HIM RIGHT THRO! I pon’r ackee with ver, UNcte THE WINDER LT WON'T MUSS UP THE window frame to the glazier. YARD SO, AN’ WE KIN GIT HIS HIDE OFF UNDER SHELTER, ~ comicbooks.com