Life, 1898-06-30 · page 9 of 21
Life — June 30, 1898 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 545 This page contains several humorous literary pieces and illustrations rather than political cartoons. **"Pity Akin to Love"** presents a brief narrative about a couple who married for money, discovered neither had any, pitied each other, fell in love, and became happy—satirizing mercenary marriage conventions. **"A Pointer"** shows two men (Hatterton and Catterson) discussing cheaper wine, with an accompanying sketch of a bicycle-riding couple in a garden. **"In the Garden"** is a romantic poem about tulips and flowers, illustrated with a Victorian couple on a bicycle. **"Yielding to Temptation"** is a longer philosophical essay examining the morality of yielding to temptation, arguing that true strength involves knowing when to surrender rather than always resisting. **"Mrs. Bingo"** concludes with a brief joke about avoiding church in hot weather. The page emphasizes romantic and social humor typical of early 20th-century American magazines.
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a look of mild displeasure. “*T suppose,” she said, sternly, ‘that [ shall have to be satisfied; but consider how much better i been, my dear, if you bad only explained Tom Masson. Pity Akin to Love. “That was pitiful.” “Yes, so they thought. They begun by pitying each other, then fell in love, and now they are happ: f., two doves.” p hie HE world has more use for a healthy sinner than it has for a dyspeptic saint. 7 A Pointer. H ATTERSON: How is it, old fellow? Carrerson (smacking his lips): I think I know of a place, old man, where you can get even a cheaper wine than this. All or Wi Who ss HEY married each other for 4 — money when neither had any, and both were disappointed.” *LIPE > jt would have this before.” “HURRY UP THERE AND CATCH SOMETHING, SONNY; 1 ALWAYS LIE FISH BEPORE MY MEAT.” In the Garden. HE tulips blow the bugle call o'er the sweet confine, Tho flowery hosts from wall to wall Now gently fall in lino— Tho poppies red, the roses bold, The star-eyed violet, Forget-me-nots and marigold, And fragrant mignonette! Her little hand within mino lies, And I must hold it fast, hidias, were you alive, ith genius to command, In vain with chisel you would strive To sculpture such a hand! O honey bees, who oft bave thirled Tho red rose of the South, havo with beating wings un- furled Tho lily’s modest mouth, The honeys of the gods com- bined— List, gilded pillagers !— ! Are not so sweet as that I find Upon those lips of hers! Harold MacGrath, Yielding to Temptation. UCH has been said on behalf of resistance to alluring temptation, It yet remains to voice the other side, The joy of a sudden yield- ing has never been given its proper place, doubt- less because of an undue sensitiveness to public clamor, And yet what joy can be greater, and what in reality calls forth more judgment, more courage, and more nice discrimination? To know the proper moment to yield— to be uble to estimate on the instant the degree of pleasure in store, requires more than ability. Such a gift is evidence of true great- ness. Weakness quivers before a desirable temp- tation and cowardly withstands it, But it takes real courage to yield, The halting dyspeptic, knowing the torture that awaits him on the other side of the table, basely walks around and turns his back on the gastronomical titbit. But your manly man retreats not at the thought of future punishment, He hesitates not, and experi- ences that delicious moment of rare ecstasy which only those who yield swiftly can understand. This is worth far more to him than the sickly calm and dead level of cheap resistance. Besides, the other man may be struck by light- ning before he is an hour older, RS. BINGO: How tired the preacher looked. Brxco: Didn't he? I think we owe it to him not to go to church this hot weather.