Life, 1904-01-21 · page 6 of 20
Life — January 21, 1904 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains a theatrical sketch (Act II) featuring characters named Gravin, Emma, and Prang discussing family secrets and legitimacy. The dialogue reveals that Prang has discovered he is not Gravin's biological son, learning his mother was Gravin's aunt Nina. The sketch satirizes melodramatic theater conventions of the era—the shock revelations, emotional outbursts, and overwrought family secrets typical of stage comedies. The two small cartoons at top show figures falling or tumbling, labeled "OH, WY!" appearing to mock slapstick physical comedy. The larger illustration at bottom, captioned "Snapshots in Hades: The Man Who Thinks of Nothing But His Stomach," depicts a figure reclining, satirizing excessive gluttony or self-indulgent materialism as a moral failing.
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on, MY! the table) Here are the Freiherr von Holawegen’s socks to darn his father was sitting in this chair s Ecame in ie Gratin (taking them): Yes—yes— Mand me the blue damning cotton and—(stops and stares at one of the socks). ExMa: But what is the matter? RAIN (staring wildly): Took—do you see these | ‘Two in the toe and one in the heel, so? Exata: Yes—but- Grartx (as if stunned): It has come—my punishment. jumped up. “Ah, such news!” he er ve married Nina. VRANG or fellow. TE alone had the secret o} PRaNc: Did he never find it out? No. He died, leaving Max, his only child, 16 and now—oh, it is too horrible! Yes. No good will come of this. There is « CURTAIN 8 There | ACT If Scene: The same. Time One hour later. Discoveneo: The Gravity is sitting gaz ing into the fire Eaata (opening the door): The Herr Stadtcollektor rang is below. Grarix: Show him in, Wait, Emma ; e is the Herr Max? He went ont to walk NG (appearing inthe doorreay): May » in? Grarix: Ah, Here Stadtcollektor, come ive much to say to you. NG (taking off his gloves): Youare not well? gAFIN: Yes—no—that is—ah, Prang, nty years ago, Itis the higher law. But how do you know? GRavin (showing him the sock}: Look— a Praxe: Ah! (Taking an old awl faded Vag Reema ‘ racy to fl = large sock out of his breast pocket and compar- i - 7 certainly is capable ing them.) Yes, he has the same habits. Pike ine ligent concern it Goartx: Ah, but he does not know. — @ge S CE egg oe Sega as Sind so, probably, is He thinks he is my son. j . Z Pranc: Why, have you never told him - eres al more intelligent you are not his mother ra ae Sie ops McClellan will do Guarin: THe never asked me. And ar Ht then —oh, Prang, you do not know the torture, the agon: It was in this y SNAPSHOTS IN HADES. room—T had come in from t THE MAN WHO THINKS OF NOTHING RUT MIS STOMACH. comicbooks.com