Life, 1904-02-18 · page 12 of 26
Life — February 18, 1904 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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This page contains a sentimental poem titled "My Pa Ain't Like George Washington's Pa" by Kate Thomas, which humorously contrasts the speaker's father unfavorably with George Washington's father (who, according to legend, punished young George for cutting down a cherry tree). The poem's joke relies on the famous Washington anecdote about honesty and parental discipline. The page also includes a humorous advertisement for "Dan Cupid & Co." at "Love Row," written in cursive script with tongue-in-cheek romantic language. Additionally, there's a brief Q&A about Van Antler's social position in New York, and an unrelated story titled "Let Those Who Will Be Clever" about women creating an artistic bachelor-pad home. The illustrations are typical early-20th-century magazine decoration.
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THE WAR CLOUD IN THE EAST. My Pa Ain't Like George Washingten’s Pa. HEN George cut down the cherry When I cut down our cherry tree, tree And said I did, pa walloped me ; And said he done it, his pa he And I went up to bed and cried, Took him in his arms and cried, And, golly, how I wished I'd lied! He was so glad George hadn't lied. Hecanse But— My pa ain't like George Washington's pa. pa. Kate Thomas. Bou ght of DAN CUPID «CO, Emmet. 6 —— om /, Terms: Extra when hayment is slow. Q wilt Ye oem rey - Pas ne: My pa ain't like George Washington's ———$+ 26) Arcee feetiong 2 WHAT A SNIQUE ! SLY SAM SMOKED A TON OF PERIQUE, AND ME DIDN'T PEEL RIGHT POR A WIQUE: IF HE'D SMOKED ANY MORE, THERE'D BE CRATE ON OUR DOOR— TUE CAUSE WOULDN'T BF YAR TO sIQUE! RIGGS: What position does Van Antler occupy in New York? Griaes : Anomalous. He is too rich to be in the middle class, and not vulgar enough for the smart set. Let Those Who Will Be Clever. HERE was once a woman who religiously read allof the woman’s magazines and the Sunday supple- ments, because they were 80 full of practical helps and hints. Especially was she interested in the gay, mirthfal tales of joyous, light- hearted bachelor maids who lived in one large room, which they had secured in a delightful but unfashionable part of town for $1.49 a week, and which they had transformed into a bower of beauty at a nc. cost of seven- teen cents. The walls were rendered so artistic with Sunday newspapers and a small pot of paint that great artists traveled miles to view them. With equal skill the maids converted fruit baskets into exquisite jardinieres, and manufac- tured rare tapestries and hangings from old rain coats. They slept in folding pianos and bookcases and made a roof-garden of the fire-escape. To complete the correct mise en acéne of a real bachelor maid’s home, they cooked and washed dishes behind a screen of embroidered flannel petti- coats in one end of the room, and de- lighted their friends with little dinners and breakfasts on all occasione. In ten minutes after vanishing behind the screen, the one who officiated at the comicbooks.com