Life, 1902-02-13 · page 11 of 30
Life — February 13, 1902 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 123 This page contains three distinct satirical pieces: 1. **"A Lover to St. Valentine"** — A poem mocking romantic uncertainty, illustrated with a woman in a heart-shaped frame. It jokes about courtship confusion and women's coy responses to romantic advances. 2. **"Not Exactly a Novelty"** — Features two figures discussing a tour of the universe. The satire targets pseudointellectual or pretentious discourse about cosmic wonders, with one character dismissing the spectacle as unremarkable ("I'm from New York, you know"). 3. **"Lavish"** — A brief joke about Mrs. Jones, a wasteful entertainer who doesn't care about expenses and refuses to play bridge—implying she's frivolous with money. All three pieces mock social pretension and romantic/social conventions of the era through gentle humor typical of early Life magazine's sophisticated satire.
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A COLLECTION OF OLD REVOLVERS. Not Exactly a Novelty. ZRAEL was giving the Newly Disembod- Fy) A ied Spirit a little trip about the Universe. «We are now near the sun,” said he; ‘let us watch it. You will notice how the surfaco heaves and bubbles. Sce that spurt of violet colored flame shooting up into space for something like four thousand miles? There! Did you notice that mountain range blow up and crumblo into bits? Do you hear that planet shaking roar? Is it not terribly, sub- limely grand?" “Oh, yes,” admitted the Newly Dis- embodied Spirit with a slight yawn, ‘suppose it is, but’’—another yawn— “I'm from New York, you know.”’ Lavish. & RS. JONES is a lavish enter- t tainer.”” “Yes, I'm told she has no regard for expense.’” “None whatever! She even goes so far as to play a square game of bridge.’’ “No IDEA OP THE FITNESS OF THINGS.” 123 A Lover to St. Valentine. rt recover ? ray reveal! ] [OW may Tiny + Saint of lovers, Though around Marie I hover, ing strenuous appeal, atom of m: maiden seem to feel! h does the * Fair exchange !" I make suggestion ; Yours for mine!" L softly say ; Coyly she eludes the question ; Merrily she turns away Parlous is a man neither ion who gets nor “nay"! There are others for the wooing To be had—as glances show! But what can a swain be doing If he's nothing to bestow ? Here's a hecatomb, your Saintship, if you'll only let me know ! Clinton Scollard, comicbooks.com