Life, 1901-09-19 · page 8 of 20
Life — September 19, 1901 — page 8: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Content Analysis **Main Image:** A photograph of the Bank of England building with horse-drawn carts and pedestrians in front—labeled "Money talks." **Left Column - "Two Opinions":** A satirical dialogue between Mrs. Withberry and Witherby about their baby. Witherby brags the child is thriving on "Gooey Googy Food," though it's malnourished. Mrs. Withberry sarcastically counters that it will "grow up to be an idiot." The joke mocks parents who delude themselves about their children's welfare despite obvious neglect. **Right Column - "Remodeled Woman":** A poem by Elliott Flower criticizing women's changing fashion (lowered waistlines, altered silhouettes). It's satirical commentary on how fashion reformers/"sturdy women" claim to improve women's forms through dress, when they've actually just rearranged the same body underneath. **Bottom:** Small cartoon titled "One of the Stages of Man"—shows children playing, likely depicting childhood.
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Two Opinions. “WCW ITHERBY : Did you call on the Peterbys to-day Mrs, Witnersy : Yes. Witnersy : See their baby? Mrs. WitHersy did. Witnersy : How was it? Mrs, Witnersy: My dear, I must tell you. It was awful. Witnersy: Look like anything? Mrs, Witnersy : Not in heaven or earth. I didn't know what to say. Witnersy : I never thought mach of their children anyway. Mrs. Witnersy : Nor I, You know they are feeding it on Googy Googy food, which is positively dangerous, and it hasn't gained at all. Its face is absolutely expressionless. Witnenny : Probably grow up to be an idiot. Mrs. Witiersy: Ob, not so bad as that. Still— Witiersy : What do people want to have children like that for anyway ? Mrs, Witnerny : I cannot imagine, Tue Next Day. Mrs, WITHERBY (meeting Mrs. Peters THE BANK OF ENGLAND. Money talks, by): Oh, I'm so glad I saw you! Mrs. Petersy : Indeed ! Mrs, Witnersy: I do so want to tell you that I scarcely slept a wink last night thinking of that dear, darling, srcet little baby of yours, He is just lovely, and I can't begin to say how much I envy you ! C PPORTUNITY is the pudding which the many make for the few to fall into. WO doctors at Worcester, Mass, staff surgeon ‘and house officer of the city hospltal, have smallpox, and yet they teil us Vaccination pre- vents smallpox.— Vaccination. Of course vaccination preventssmall- pox. Don't we all know that since the discovery of vaccination there is no such thing as smallpox? * Remodeled Woman. J CANNOT guess the inwardness Of Fashion's strange decrees, For I should think they'd make a dress To fit the form with ease. The waist should be, it seems to me, Where'er by Nature placed, But study woman, and you'll see She has a sliding waist. For now the gown—at least in town— Ne’er fits the damsel fair ; The waist-line is now up, now down, Diagonal or square. You can’t evade the truth displayed — To Art her form she owes ; And every year she is remade To fit the latest clothes. Eliott Flower, ONE OP THE STAGES OP MAN.