Life, 1903-09-24 · page 5 of 20
Life — September 24, 1903 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This page contains literary and social commentary rather than political cartoons. The main illustration depicts a fashionable woman in early 1900s style, accompanying a poem titled "Love's Day" by Felix Carmen celebrating romantic devotion. Below are three brief satirical pieces: **"Presence of Mind"** mocks an awkward wedding ceremony where the groom arrives late, and the bride demands a "honorable" suitor from the audience—a comedic jab at marriage customs. **"Talk"** is an essay arguing that conversation represents the highest form of polite society, distinguishing between "scandal-mongers" and refined discourse. **"A Difference in Time"** and the philanthropist dialogue are light social humor about everyday absurdities—worm sterilization and extravagant charitable giving. The page emphasizes social satire rather than political commentary.
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“LE need no other sign Presence of Mind. T was ten minutes past the hour for the ceremony, and the bridegroom had not come. It afterwards devel- oped that he had run over in his automobile a man who money, and was unavoidably detained, but this did not appear at the time. The bride, however, was not fius- tered. “Is there,’’ she demanded, ‘no mil- lionaire in the audience who will marry me ?"’ An ice man, who bad long wanted to break into society, signified his assent, and the ceremony proceeded. For, as the bride afterwards re- marked : “To disappoint our guests would have been bad form.” JAIRST PHILANTHROPIST: Aren't you getting too extrava- gant? Srconp PHILaNturopist: Why, no! I'm giving within my income. Love's Day. L§ Copid’s calendar a day For me is but your face: T need no other sign to ss How goes Time's dizzy race. I find the dawn around your throat ; Your mouth a scarlet rose ; Your voice, the bird's entran And thus my morning go Noon’s sunlight lit Within your chee The flush of beauty stay awhile ‘To stir the heart of me. Twilight and dusk, forever Are love's ena ; ored sl My dreams are shadowed by And lighted by your eyes! Feliz, Carmen, Talk. TALK is the ultimate basis of polite society. Money is the main thing, of course, but talks. In business or politics, talk is amere utility; in love, a su- perfluity, But in polite socie- ty, talk rises to the plane of the Boze Arts. It is a boor who talks when he has something to true gentle studies never to have anything to sa: thus able to talk freely time without fear of violating the proprieties, Only scandal-mongers are suffered to talk shop in polite society. Talk is cheap, but a couple of pecks of diamonds skilfully worn do wonders overcoming the effect of this. only as it A Difference in Time. {DITOR : You needn't bother about that historical editorial, Leaver WriteR: Butit’s all ready. I wrote it in two hours. “ Well, I want a humorons one in its place. How long will it take?”’ “ Oh, about two days.”” M R. ROBIN: The children don’t seem so well to-day. Can it be possible those worms weren't good ? Mrs. Rosin: I’m suro of it. They ought to have been sterilized. comicbooks.com