Life, 1901-04-04 · page 9 of 32
Life — April 4, 1901 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 271 **Top Illustration ("Disconnected Melody"):** This ornate letter "D" contains a chaotic scene of cherubs and figures in classical style, likely a decorative initial for an article. The detailed engraving shows baroque-style composition. **"Those Easter Belles" (poem):** A satirical poem by Madeleine Bridges mocking women who sing loudly in church during Easter services—the "Easter belles" being both church bells and women (belles). **"What Kitchener Reports from South Africa":** References Lord Kitchener's reports on the Boer War, where he describes destroying farms and making conditions hellish for civilians. The excerpt sardonically requests more mounted troops to continue this devastation. **Teddy Bear Cartoon:** Shows a bear (likely Theodore Roosevelt's "Teddy") with a caption mocking compliance/obedience ("You will be good, you miserable cub!").
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Those Easter Belles. TT HOsE Easter belles, those Easter belles, Full half of them are wicked sells That never hear, nor heed the chime Of church bell—save at Easter time. Those howling swells, Now turning out, in swift pell mells, Are hastening, bent on nothing else But flirting with those Easter belles. ‘Those Easter belles! Those Easter belles ! How many a lie the poet tells Who his reluctant muse compels To sing your praises—Easter belles! Madeline Bridges. swells, those howling What Kitchener Reports from South Africa. ‘PD HESE reports vary in their word- ing, but the substance is generally about the same: “De Wet outgenerals me at every turn, but I am destroying farms, laying waste the country and mak- ing life a hell for the and children, women Send me twenty-five thousand more mounted yeomen to carry on this work. “ Kitchener.” 273 Disconnected Melody. ‘(READ to me some lovely poem from that magazine,” she cried He read her the table of contents, and she was satistied. (TPHE Ecening Post reports that the Govern- ment is dissatisfied with the heredi- tary notions of hospitality which obtain among the Sioux Indians, and proposes to break them up. It seems that rations are issued to the Sioux once a fortnight and are expected to last two weeks. Most of the In- dians get through with their supplies in about three days. But if any of them are more prudent, their friends come and visit them, and by tribal custom must be enter- tained and fed as long as there is food in the honse. So the improvident Indians share the fulness of their prudent fellows as longas there is any. If any Indian raises a crop and stores it away, he has guests by the hundred at the first sign of dearth, who reward his toil by their practical ap- preciation of its results. It is gratifying to learn that real, old-fashioned hospitality has survived anywhere on the earth. There may seem to be sound, practical reasons for interfering with such customs as the Sioux have kept alive, but it outrages sentiment to meddle with them. The Sioux—tho majority of them at least — object very strongly to interference. They will have the sympathy of many of our citizens, and especially of the Grand Army of the Re- public, which has submitted pension plans that the Pension Bureau experts say can be carried out at a cost of not less than a billion dollars a year. Vv IFE: Did you know the cook was in the next room when you were swear- ing and complaining over the breakfast? HusBanp : Good heavens, no! I thought it was you. “Now WILL YOU BE Goo, You MIsERAnLE cuBI" comicbooks.com