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Life — October 15, 1903 — page 11: Life, 1903-10-15

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**Top Image:** Shows a military ceremony with uniformed soldiers, flags (including the American flag), and what appears to be a formal transfer or reception. The caption states "THE ANCIENT AND HONORABLE ARTILLERY COMPANY OF LONDON IS RECEIVED BY THE ANCIENT AND HONORABLE ARTILLERY COMPANY OF BOSTON," suggesting Anglo-American diplomatic or military goodwill. **Stories Below:** "The Shooting-Star" presents a romantic poem about a "little old-lady" and "little star-man" with whimsical illustrations. "Sport" discusses automobile racing dangers—a 30-ton motor car racing poses injury risks, yet racing continues due to spectacle's uncertainty. "At the Church Door" is a brief comic dialogue about hat trimming. The page mixes highbrow poetry, sports commentary, and domestic humor typical of early 20th-century Life magazine's satirical format.

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‘TUE ANCIENT AND HONORABLE ARTILLERY COMPANY OP LONDON {8 RECEIVED BY THE ANCIENT AND HONORABLE ARTILLERY COMPANY OF BOSTON. The Shooting-Star; Or the Origin of the Suicide. Nov she was a little cloud-lady,— He was a little star-man : And they lived on love in the heavens above As only real sweethearts can. But the lady was fickle, you see— As cloud-ladies are in June— And it happened like this: she granted a kiss One day to the man in the moon. And the little star-man un The little star-man withdre And right then and there, away up in the air, He shot himself far from view! Charles Lowell Howard, Sport. MOTOR car weighing thirty tons or more, going around a mile track in a minute, puts a lateral strain on the gear that is virtually sure to break something. And yet automobile racing has about it the element of uncertainty that is the very soul, as it were, of sport. For nobody knows precisely when the wheels will give out, or precisely who of the spectators is going to be killed. At the Church Door. Jj EXNE:? Come and sit in my pew this morning. Anna: I can’t. My hatisn’t trimmed for that side of the church. comicbooks.com