Life, 1890-09-04 · page 10 of 16
Life — September 4, 1890 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of This Life Magazine Page This page contains three distinct pieces: 1. **"Life's Primer"** - A children's educational rhyme with illustration showing a teacher instructing young animals (ducks, rabbits), teaching basic concepts like cause-and-effect. 2. **"The Metropolitan Museum Trustee"** - A poem (credited to Ulsa/Tom Moore) depicting a heavenly gatekeeper denying a wealthy Museum Trustee entry to paradise because it's Sunday and "the gates are shut that day below." The satire suggests that such wealthy patrons, despite their cultural contributions, may face divine judgment—a commentary on materialism versus spiritual worth. 3. **"Limb/Limber"** - An illustrated language lesson asking children to identify body parts ("limbs") in a drawing of a tree, girl, and table. 4. **A cartoon** showing two men at a table, with a caption about domestic noise complaints. The page mixes educational content with gentle social satire typical of Life's approach.
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122 - LIFE: LIFE'S PRIMER. THE METROPOLITAN MUSEUM TRUSTEE. A JUBICIOUS use of this book will lighten the toil of the teacher, : and at the same time awaken in the pupil a desire for knowledge (With Apologies to Tom Moore.) that will be as far reaching as it is permanent. NE day outside the heavenly gate A Trustee stood disconsolate. And looking in he saw a place Adorned with beauty and with grace. A field where wondrous flowers grew, Thro’ which the birds of Eden flew, Where, by sweet brooklets in the shade, The souls of whilom mortals played. Then questioned he: ‘What place is this?” The answer came ‘* The realms of bliss That man calls Heaven and seeks to win,” The Trustee asked: ‘Can I come in?" And then the guardian of the gate Replied ‘* Not now—you'll have to wait. To-day is Sunday, and, you know, The gates are shut that day bclow ‘* How long will Sunday last?” asked he. . . . . The Saint replied ‘* Eternally.” Lu-cy is very sick, and the doc-tor is com-ing Flinel Soll. Mines: to see her. How glad all the chil-dren are to see the = = good doc-tor! Ey-en the dog wags his tail, and the lit-tle ducks cry, “ Quack! quack!” Lima. LIM-BER. In this pic-ture what do you see ? I see a tr girl and a ta-ble. Oh, ye 1s ma-ny limbs. The girl nbs. The ta-ble has four /imds. Mr. Bluffer: DOAN MAKE MUCH NOISE WID DE CASH, Deacon Let us go out. ‘CAUSE MY WIFE WON'T ‘LOW ME TER PLAY KEERDS FER KEEPS. comicbooks.com