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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page (Volume XX, Number 515) This page contains three separate satirical pieces rather than a unified political cartoon: 1. **"A Millionaire Practically Has the World"** - A dialogue cartoon mocking wealth inequality, where a rich man dismisses concerns about the poor, suggesting money solves everything. 2. **"A Dangerous Quotation"** - A humorous anecdote about Kitty Winslow reading a newspaper joke aloud, then using it to justify her own behavior to her boyfriend Tom. The satire targets how people selectively apply logic from media to excuse their own conduct. 3. **"Where the Iron Entered"** and bottom dialogue - A romantic narrative about Tom De Witt obtaining opera tickets, though the exact reference is unclear without additional context. The page emphasizes social commentary on wealth, gender relations, and human nature rather than specific political events.
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VOLUME Xx. “LTR: NUMBER 515. He: A MILLIONAIRE PRACTICALLY HAS THE WORLD, She: YES; AND NOT SATISFIED WITH THAT, YOU ARE AFTER THE FLESH AND THE DEVIL, A DANGEROUS QUOTATION. ITTY WINSLOW had been struck by a joke she read in the newspaper. It read some- thing like this : SHE: Oh, you dear boy, | could hug you for that ! HE (enthusiastically): on, then! SHE (backing off): 1 could—but | won't. Kitty thought this joke was just too cute for anything. It was such an audacious playing with fire, and then retreating with un- Come Oh, I said scorched fingers. She determined to use Her chance soon came. it, herself, at the first opportunity. WHERE THE IRON ENTERED. ** [COULD FORGIVE HER GIVING ME THE BOUNCE, IF SHE HADN'T DONE IT FOR A FELLOW WITH LEGS LIKE THAT; THAT'S WHERE IT HURTS ME!” One afternoon Tom De Witt called and informed her that he had succeeded in obtaining tickets for an opera which she wanted very much to see. “Oh, you dear boy,” she exclaimed, brightly; “1 could hug you for that!” Such a hint to a man like Tom was as good as a formal invitation. In an instant she was in his arms, and a liberal number of ardent kisses were pressed upon her lips. Kitty was the color of a Harvard stand at a football game before she succeeded in freeing herself from his embrace. Then she said indignantly: ‘How dare you! You had no right to take such an advantage of me! .1 was just getting off a joke I read in the paper the other day. I was going to say that I cou/d hug you but—I won's.” “And was that the way the joke read?” asked he, with an amused smile. “Yes,” answered Kitty, as she caught her breath. “ Well,” returned Tom, reflective don’t you think that fellow, the one-in the paper, you know, must have been dead slow ?” And the moral of this little story is never to use a news- paper joke as though it were your own, Harry Romaine. S® Isn't Miss Manning a coy little thing ? Even when she fainted and fell in my arms last night she blushed like a peony. comicbooks.com