Life, 1891-09-10 · page 3 of 14
Life — September 10, 1891 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis This page from *Life* magazine (Volume XVIII, Number 454) contains several distinct pieces: **Upper cartoon**: Shows two well-dressed men in a carriage with horses, with dialogue about traveling from a station. The joke appears to be about rural road conditions ("the roads are bad about here"). **Literary content**: Includes a madrigal poem and romantic pieces titled "A Word with the Summer Girl" and "A Stab" (a brief comedic dialogue between a doctor and patient about mortality). **Lower cartoon**: Depicts "The Curse of Cain—His Temper," showing an angry man with a banner reading "Modern Man" commanding others. This likely satirizes contemporary masculine behavior or temperament. The page represents *Life*'s typical mix of light satire, poetry, and social commentary, without clear reference to specific political events or identifiable public figures.
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MADRIGAL THe verses are too many, dear, To say how fondly I adore you ; For just three words tell quite as clear When set in sequence true before vou. They are, * Tlove you!” but, ma belle, 1 vow by everything above you, A million words could never tell The many reasons why I love you, William Barclay Dunhan. A WORD WITH THE SUMMER GIRL I are days, dear girl, that are apt to be for you either very happy or rather depressing. In any case another summer is gone. You are one summer older than you Were, and to your girlish fancy this is a grievious thing. When half a dozen more have been left behind you will begin to settle down and amount to something, and possibly dis; signs of intelligence ; but all this you are not in a mental condition to realize at present. However, you are a tiful thing to look at, and it is great fun to have you around; and do not forget that LIFE, your warmest admirer, is ever ready to. strike a blow in your defence. A STAB. OCTOR: No man has to die more than once. Maupb: Aren't you sorry? THE HOUSE, DENN! AMO! MILES, SR SY XTHAT are you always following me around for?” de- “Two mites! WHY, WE HAVE BEEN OVER THREE, AL- > * 5 manded the earth impatiently of the moon. “Ob, I. get a few quarters and halves by doing so.” replied the moon nonchalantly. HE CURSE OF CAIN — His temper. THOSE RELIABLE HORSE ADVERTISEMENTS. “GOOD YOUNG HORSE, A LITTLE PAVE: MENT SORE.” comicbooks.com