Life, 1892-09-29 · page 10 of 16
Life — September 29, 1892 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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# Page 178: Life Magazine - Satirical Humor This page contains three distinct humorous pieces: 1. **"Won by a Neck"** - Two cartoon panels showing a man with a woman at what appears to be a racing venue, satirizing competitive courtship or dating. 2. **"He Was Over Nice"** - A dialogue joke where Teddy Chumley left his club because salt used in cooking made him ill and unable to eat—mocking the pretentiousness of wealthy club members and their delicate sensibilities. 3. **"After Many Years"** - A narrative story with illustrations about Madeleine and Clarence, involving a wolf and a redirected letter. The humor appears to turn on mistaken identity or romantic complications resolved through postal mishap. The page exemplifies *Life*'s typical approach: mixing visual gags with conversational humor targeting upper-class social foibles and domestic situations popular with early-20th-century American audiences.
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178 WON BY A NECK. HE WAS OVER NICE, IGGSBY: Why did Teddy Chumley leave your club? Quirk: It came to his ears that coarse salt was used in the cooking, and he couldn’t eat the food. se I HADN'T NT heard that you ‘d been ill, Smithson.” “Have though; been pretty close to death's door.” “Is that so?” “Yes; two doctors in the “IsN'T THERE A SAYINO, DOCTOR, THAT EIGHT HOURS SLEEP 1S ENOUGH FOR A MAN, TEN % FOR A WOMAN, AND TWELVE FOR A CHILD?” house at the same time. “YES, AND SIXTEEN FOR A PHILADELPHIAN,” AFTER MANY YEARS. wtf Ut V HEN Madeleine’s parents became so old that they could live no longer, they died. Soon afterward, Madeleine married Clarence Hungerford, and went with him to live ina cottage trimmed with honeysuckle, and filled with love and empty cupboards. One night about 6:30 p.m., Clarence and Madeleine crept into opposite corners of their tiny cottage and shivered, for the wolf was at the door, and every time he snarled, a pang of hunger smote their hearts. A while later, a sound to which they were rarely accustomed, smote their ears. The sound emanated from the postman’s whistle, and Madeleine timidly opened the door, dodged the wolf and snatched the letter which the postman held toward her. Fearing lest it be an increased demand for rent, Madeleine, by a herculean effort, forebore opening the envelope for several hours, but the time came when she literally forced herself to examine the packet. Turning it over, Madeleine saw SWEARING HIM IN, that the letter was addressed to her father, and that it had been redirected to comicbooks.com