Life, 1902-04-10 · page 5 of 20
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# Analysis of Life Magazine Page 303 **Top Cartoon ("Commercially Speaking"):** A figure in Uncle Sam attire struggles to balance a globe while smaller figures below appear to be competing for it. This satirizes America's post-war financial burden—the text discusses the "$300 million" cost of "our war of benevolent assimilation," likely referring to the Philippine-American War (1899-1902). The satire questions whether the expense and effort justify the outcome. **"Revenge" Poem:** Brief verse about striking back at midnight, likely political commentary on reciprocal action or retaliation. **Society Section:** Gossip about high-society events, including Mr. Inkum's ball and the Myhow Swells mansion party. Satirizes New York aristocracy's social pretensions and superficiality. **Bottom Illustration:** A humorous domestic scene about club membership differences between husbands and wives—light social satire on marriage dynamics.
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303 Net. HE cost of our war of benevolent assimila- tion, thus far, is put down at threo hundred millions. }= This is the gross cost, of course, From the three hundred 5 millions is to be deducted ¢ the sum which it is worth to have had a Funston raised up from among the plain people; a vast sum, mani- festly. . For the assurance that there is in us the material for such a tremendous character, such a very David in modesty and a Sauk in might, tends enormously to augment our self- respect ; and the more self-respect wo have, the better we shall doin business. It were not surprising if the three hundred millions were in fact pretty much offset and wiped out. COMMERCIALLY SPEAKING. Revenge. J STOOD on the bridge at midnight, And the clock was striking the hour: The hour rose up, indignant, And struck back with all its power. Society. R. BULLIFAT INKUM'S ball on Thursday was a brillient affair. Everybody was there—that is, everybody worth men- tioning. Groundfloor Jones says it was the finest ball he ever saw. Groundfloor Jones doesn't talk very much about ancestors, but he says he does like people who amount to some- thing financially. ‘The elegant mansion of the Myhow Swells on Madison Avenue presented a brilliant scene on Tuesday night. Most of New York's aristocracy was there, including Mr. and Mrs, John A. Bullion, Mr. and Mrs. Little-Manners, Mr. and Mrs. Ennyole Figure, and Mr. and Mrs. Goshwatta Pyle. h i} SN Mrs. Ollfar-Stile says this talk about manners and brains, and “what really constitutes good society,” is all rubbish and makes her tired. She says money is what counts in this country, and she is glad of it. OMING OUT OF A WOMEN’S CLUB: “Tho difference between my husband's club and mine,’ said the pretty woman in the turquoise “OH, I'VE CACGHT YOU, SYLVESTER DINGLE! YOU'RE A FINE DUSBAND TO. colored toque, looking at her watch, ‘is that mine lasts from two until six, and his lasts from six until two.” STAY DOWN AT YOUR CLUB UNTIL TEN MINCTER P-ST ELEVEN, AND THI CRREPING UPSTAIRS WITH YOUR SOLS OFP, 80 THAT YOUR WIFE WON'T IRAR YOU. 1 SCPPOSR YOU THINK YOU'RE SUREWD, DON'T Your" “IL KNOW TAM, MARIA—MOST INPERNALLY SHRKWED I comicbooks.com