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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 359 This page contains three separate satirical pieces: **"Marital"** mocks the disillusionment of marriage, with a husband and wife exchanging cynical observations about dust and mud—suggesting marriage reduces people to degradation. **"Worry"** argues that excessive worry, though common, is irrational and uncontrollable. The text advocates accepting worry as inevitable rather than futilely trying to eliminate it through "don't worry" clubs. **"Some Desirable Ends"** appears to be editorial commentary on Spain (likely referencing Spanish-American War tensions or political instability). It humorously suggests Uncle Sam should extract concessions from Spain in exchange for ceasing hostilities, while also satirizing American demands like ending yellow journalism and collegiate football. The silhouette illustrations accompany each section, depicting domestic scenes and political figures engaged in the described activities.
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359 sirable it is to get rid of worry, we would not try so hard. Worry makes us earn our daily bread, and do other things not so big, but important. thought a fair price, Such self-sacritice cts its due reward, and the hero is mar- ried at last to an interesting imvalid from Chicago who finds life and love in the high altitudes of Colorado. With his few re- maining millions he builds her a mountain palace, with electric lights in every room, marble bathtubs, hard-wood floors, and, no doubt, a grand piano. ‘o wonder that on the last page the eroine “put her arms around his neck and aid a kiss on his upturned face. Words were of no avail, In his heart the man was still afraid of one so good and loving.” Drorh, Marital. [HIL POT (sadly): Man is made of dust. Mus. Prt: And when he takes to ir- jon as you have, it isn’t long erc his name is in the mud, ECAUSE men devote too much time to worry does not necessarily mean that it is a bad thing, Business, the ac- cumulation of protits, friend- ships, love tokens, conver sations, and all the affairs of the day, are, in the economy of existence, all relegated to their places. But worry is continually at our elbow, bobs up unexpectedly, according to no sct for- mula, and is amenable to no law. It is unreliable, because untrained. We es tablish ‘‘don’t worry” clubs to rid our- selves of this giant, but he is on the next corner. If we appreciated how unde- We should recognize worry. When he the bell we should come down our- selves, him, ask him in, give hima comfortable room, keep him well fed, get him into regular habits, not let him intrude when he isn't wanted, and we shall find that, after all, he is a most useful gues > HE: Darling, my love is so deep that I would marry you even if both your legs were shot off. He (kissing her): But, dearest, what would you do if also lost my two arms? “Take your trank and travel.” Some Desirable Ends. IFE cheerfully accedes to the request of a member of the Bergh Society to publish the tion that, when Unele Sam finally dickers with Spain for a cessation of hostilities, he ought to stipulate against the continuance of bull- fights. Conversely, if we are licked, here's hoping that Spain will not let up on us until we have pledged ourselves to throw over yellow journalism, stop smoking rigarettes, and, maybe, abolish inter collegiate football. If the war can be made instrumental ng to pass reforms. there may be something in it, even for ns, comicbooks.com