Life, 1892-03-10 · page 3 of 14
Life — March 10, 1892 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis The top cartoon titled "Every Inch a Duchess" depicts two men on a train discussing travel. The first duke asks why the second doesn't travel incognito; the second responds that his wife always accompanies him because "I married an American." The satire targets the social ambitions of wealthy American women who married into European aristocracy during the Gilded Age. The joke suggests American wives refuse to hide their titles—they want public recognition of their elevated status through marriage. The cartoon mocks both the vanity of these women and the implication that Americans lacked the refined discretion expected of European nobility. Below begins "Studies in Psychology," describing an unsettling encounter on a train with an intense stranger who provokes the narrator's anxiety—likely social commentary on urban anonymity and psychological unease.
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Za hie EVERY INCH A DUCHESS. First Duke: WY DON'T YOU TRAVEL incognito, AS 1 DO? IT'S FAR PLEASANTER. Second Duke: VES, BUT MY WIFE ALWAYS GOES WITIL ME, AND | MARRIED AN AMERICAN, STUDIES IN PSYCHOLOGY. Ove rainy morning in October I sat quietly reading my paper, when there suddenly came to me the realization that I was not alone. In the midst of my perusal of the stock market quotations, I experienced the peculiar and indescrib- able psychic phenomena which indicate the presence of an- other living being. As I am somewhat near-sighted, it is my custom to hold the paper rather close tomy face when read- ing; and yet, with it in this position on the morning in question, I was positive there was some one standing directly in front of me, and looking at me intently. In fact it seemed to me as though, through the four intervening thicknesses of A BAD CASE OF GRIPPE ATTENDED BY LOSS OF LIFE. my newspaper, a pair of eyes were burning into my very soul. Suddenly I lowered my paper and looked up. Then, just as suddenly, I raised the paper again and went on reading. My worst fears were realized! The being who stood before me was a woman, and there was not an unoccupied seat in the whole car. comicbooks.com