Life, 1895-09-05 · page 6 of 16
Life — September 5, 1895 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Page 150, Life Magazine The main illustration titled "LOSING GROUND" depicts a man sitting at a table with a bowl, appearing thin and distressed. This cartoon comments on poverty and hunger, likely referencing urban hardship during an economic downturn (the magazine published during America's economic struggles). The right column contains "THE IMPRESSIONIST AND THE WIDOWED LADY," a short story featuring witty dialogue between two characters—seemingly a flirtatious encounter where the man uses charm and flattery on a woman, who playfully challenges his sincerity. The left column lists donors to "OUR FRESH AIR FUND," a charitable initiative providing relief to poor urban children during harsh winters. The modest donation amounts ($1-$23) suggest middle-class contributors supporting social welfare—a common progressive concern of this era.
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150 OUR FRESH Previously acknowledged.$4,207 68 R.D.C.. $00 E.D.R., Jr. 3 00 WAR ‘ Part of proceeds of an entertainment given by a company of young people at Ci . N.Y. | From five little girls, viz. Milicent, W. D. . Esther, Amelee, Ma- Baasnsveasss ; lano, Majorie & Hazel Peter, Greenwich. Alfredaand Cornelia Mese- ALL. PL role. oO. L. B. . In memory of K. In memory of a precious A Friend... little child on her birth- | Walter Dean Fuller and his Jack, Norwich Conn. Gladys Postley bara, Cal. AIR FUND. E.V.C.and M. F. S. Yale. Little Belle Willard. Cash. A Friend at Yale Cash. Speonk. Roger $27 00 99 5.00 2 00 2 00 to 300 6 00 ct dog Jen- Elizabeth Trumbull nings Bower Card, W Virginia Mary and Clara. The $4,535 67 ONE REDEEMING FEATURE. N editorial in one of the New York papers recently commented on the fact that after the public schools of this city have been crowded to their utmost limit during the coming winter there will still be 50,000 children left out in the cold, unprovided with the means of getting an educa- tion, This is a sad piece of news and not pleasant to contemplate. There is, however, a bright side to this dismal picture. Although subjected to the unwholesome influences of life in the slums, these 50,000 children, being unable to read the newspapers, will miss a great deal that might otherwise taint their young and innocent minds. LOSING GROUND, > LIFE: IMPRESSIONIST AND THE WIDOWED LADY. No. Ih. THE es J AM sorry to have kept you waiting,” she said as she trailed into the room in a charming afternoon conglomeration, “ but I was signing checks.” “In that dress!” I exclaimed, trying to make a com- pliment. “ Yes, it’s not paid for. I always sign checks in a dress that’s not paid for, it's such a comfortable feeling to know that some one is willing to wait longer! It was charming of you to come in again so soon.” “ You didn’t expect me?” “How dare 1?" (Sméling.) “It is interesting to know that you realize what it in mind to say to you,” I remarked. “O, 1am not sure,” she answered. “I only guess at it, and I may be wrong. You must tell me if Iam or not, sometime ! “ Now!" [ exclaimed eagerly. “No. I'm blue to-day. Tell me a funny story instead.” “ I will describe my flirtation with Mrs. Van Tinkleton.” “Then you really did have one? I congratulate you on the result.” “ How do you mean?" I asked. “You're the first man I've known to whom Getty Van paid desperate attention, or who paid it to her—you can put it whichever way you choose—who didn’t either go all to pieces or abroad, or to the dogs, or marry someone else immediately! Now you've done none of these.” “ Perhaps I'd like to have done one of them. “Don't be silly!" she said in a half warning, half encouraging way. “ How you jump at conclusions!" I answered, amused at the rather mean chance of turning the tables on her. “T'll make you sorry for that,” she replied, suddenly be- coming serious, as women will in the middle of a jest when they find themselves caught. “ That I don’t doubt,” I replied. Then there a pause. She took up two antique silver ornaments from the table beside her, examined each minutely in turn, and then put them back again. “T wish I knew —" “ What,” she asked, looking up expectantly but sharply. I vacillated. “ If your lightness, your inconsequence, goes really beneath the surface ? or if there is something more serious behind it?” “Why not try to be could bring out of me? “As if I never was. “O! well then, you should have some sign, some signal— violets in your buttonhole when you are serious; rose pinks on your frivolous days “Ah! You are in the same quandary about me as I about s | have jous yourself, and see what you “Not at all! Personally 1 know you to be light as the air. But Mrs. Van Tinkleton vows that your seriousness comicbooks.com