Life, 1899-10-05 · page 3 of 20
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 263 This page contains a poem titled "Prince October" by Ernest Neal Lyon, illustrated with seasonal imagery (an owl, autumn grasses, and a child). The accompanying large illustration labeled "Signs of the Zodiac: Scorpion-October" depicts a mythological scorpion figure in a dramatic celestial scene. Below are two brief satirical items: "Another Evidence of Prosperity" describes economic improvement under McKinley's administration, citing rising wages in the Philippines ($2 to $20 per head). "A Change" presents a marriage joke where the husband claims he'd be unhappy without his wife, contradicting his earlier statement—typical early-1900s marital humor. The page mixes seasonal/astrological content with light political and domestic satire typical of Life magazine's format.
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iding etter vita- R CO. onery 7 SIGNS OF THE ZODIAC. SCORPIO—OCTOBER: Another Evidence of Prosperity. E bought the inhabitants of the Philippine Islands at the uniform =¥ rate of two dollars a head. In the island of Sulu, slaves are now quoted at twenty dollars apiece. This is a clean advance of eighteen dollars per buman being—another proof of the health- ful advance of prices under the McKinley administration, A Change. HE: It wasn't a year before we were >> married that you told me you never could be happy without me. He: Yes, and I belicve I also said that marriage would makeanother man of me. KISS is a smallthing. So is a spark, Prince October. ‘0-DAY o'er hill und valley A Prince, with courtly train, Comes scattering, his largesse; His royal colors stain With golden-rod and aster Each rustic road and lane. His bannors fling thotr carmine Aslant the sombro sky, And globes of flaming amber Ho hides in orchards high, Tho chestnuts crack with laughter Beneath his twinkling eye. Ob, drown your fancles sober, ‘My luda and lassies fair, In beakers brimming over With winy Autumn alr; For Health aod bluff October Are comrades overywhero! Ernest Neal Lyon. AND WILL YOU PROMISE NEVER TO