Life, 1890-11-20 · page 11 of 24
Life — November 20, 1890 — page 11: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Life Magazine Page 289 Analysis This page contains three distinct humor pieces from *Life* magazine: 1. **"At the Foot-Ball Game"** (top left): A comic dialogue between Miss Ethel and Bashful Tom about college football. Tom admits he attended a baseball game instead, leading Miss Ethel to find this "picturesque" compared to football's rough physicality—a gentle satire on early 1900s college sports culture and gender attitudes. 2. **"Why He Looked Thin"** (top right): A brief exchange where Jack Hardup's thin appearance is explained by his diet of summer clothes, satirizing poverty or financial hardship through wordplay. 3. **"The Thanksgiving of Our Forefathers"** (large illustration): A detailed engraving depicting a chaotic colonial Thanksgiving scene with figures crowded in a colonial home, likely satirizing romanticized historical narratives by showing the actual messy reality of early American life.
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- LIFE: AT THE FOOT-BALL GAME. ISS ETHEL (between cheers): Did you play foot-ball when you were in college, Mr. Tom ? BasHru. Tom: No; for base-ball. Miss ETHEL: I'm awfully sorry. BasHFuL Tom: Why, Miss Ethel ? =f Miss ETHEL: Oh, I think gS foot-ball is ever so much more picturesque; and then those boys hug and squeeze each each other so——" But just then Yale scored a touch-down, and the yelling drowned the rest of her remarks. a I went in After the Thanksgiving dinner, though, - ~ when the old folks were drowsy from over-doses of turkey and mince-pie, Tom artfully led back to the subject under discussion, and as a result the engagement—but LIFE betrays no confidences, 289 WHY HE LOOKED THIN. IGGINS: You're looking poorly, Jack—really mis- erable. Jack HarRpup: No wonder, when you consider the diet I've been living on for the past month. Wiccins: Boarding house ? Jack Harpup: Naw—‘uncle!” my summer clothes. I've been eating up ONE TOUCH OF NATURE. EOPOLD: I say, now, Algy, lend me a dollah, won't ye? I'd like to give arms to that blind fellah. I feel so sorwy for blind men, ye know, ALGERNON: So dol, me boy. We don't wealize what an affliction it is nevah to see the twees and woses, and all that, ye know. LeEopoun: And fawncy selecting twouserswhen you're blind. HE writer who said * You may polish a copper as long as you like, but you cannot make a sovereign of it,” didn’t know that the New York policemen rule the city. is an odd thing that as wit grows thin it becomes heavier. THE THANKSGIVING OF OUR FOREFATHERS. comicbooks.com