Life, 1899-11-23 · page 9 of 20
Life — November 23, 1899 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 409 The main illustration depicts "Fifth Avenue on a Pleasant Afternoon" with overturned delivery wagons and chaos—satirizing wealthy New York society's disruption by heavy traffic. The caption notes that drivers of heavy trucks are "not excluded because their feelings might be hurt," suggesting ironic commentary on traffic dangers affecting the wealthy neighborhood. Below, "Two Kinds of Heroes" discusses Admiral Sampson versus Schley regarding credit for the Spanish-American War victory at Santiago. The text indicates debate over which officer deserves recognition, with some journals supporting Schley while others back Sampson. This reflects genuine historical controversy about naval command during the 1898 conflict. "The Lesser of Two Terrors" mentions Reverend Goodly and cannibals, though details remain unclear from visible text.
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FIFTH AVENUE ON A PLEASANT AFTERNOON, DRIVERS OF HRAVY TEAMS ARE NOT EXCLUDED BECAUSK THKIR FEELINGS MIGHT BR HURT, Two Kinds of Heroes. 5 the trouble with Schley, or with bis friends? We think it lays principally witn his friends, The United States Gov- eroment, backed by the United States people appears to have decided that to Admiral Sampson belongs tome credit for the victory at Santiago. But certain individuals, supported by one or two journals, have decided that Admiral Schley, and he alone, shall have the biggest slice. And they have procecded to ram him down the throats of the United States people. Thisis a mistake. For even the United States people will turn when too much trampled on, and they are beginning to regard the flamboyant Schley with min- gled sentiments. We have no violent feclings in this matter, but as to glory, ‘we suspect the unassuming and efficient Sampson will receive from impartial history a much thicker coating of it than his too assertive competitor. 409 The Cry of the Hostess. H, I am weary, heart and hand, And warped, and worn and strained, So tired of entertaining, and Ot being entertained ! Bo prostrate is my weighted soul With dinners, luncheons, teas, I'd build a house at the North Pole, To get away from these. And with what joy I'd waltz about, In hourly growing gleo, If no ono came to ask mo out, Or ever called on me. Ob, what delight to sit and gazo Over the wastes of snow, Quite suro no form would cross the spaco, Either of friend or foo, Fearing nor woman, man, nor child, Nor even the postman’s.ring, Tho cards and invitations piled That he is suro to bring. Yea, could I pay my calle, and seo My list quite clear agaio, My scoro wiped out, my tublet freo, My mind ateaso . . . ab, then, I'd ask of Fato, with gratotul tears This dearest blessing shown— For tho remainder of my’ years Just to be let alone. Maileline S. Bridges, The Lesser of the Two Terrors. « ‘T HE Rev. Goodly was saved from a horrible fate.” “ How so?” “He had willed his body after death to a medical society, and now the news has arrived that he has been killed and eaten by can- nibals!"” Lice Frationl A COPPER SENT.