Life, 1904-09-01 · page 34 of 38
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This piece satirizes the gulf between Western "civilization" and indigenous peoples during the era of world's fairs and ethnological exhibits (the St. Louis Fair is referenced). **The Setup:** Professor Frederick Starr, a University of Chicago ethnologist, attempts to explain the automobile to a Native American man, confident his "model of directness and lucidity" will enlighten him. **The Joke:** After the lengthy explanation, the Indian says he understands everything except one thing: "what makes the automobile go without horses." **The Satire's Point:** The humor cuts both ways—it mocks both the professor's condescension (assuming primitive peoples cannot grasp mechanical principles) and simultaneously suggests the Indian's question reveals a logical gap in the explanation itself. The "savage" isn't stupid; the "civilized" expert may have glossed over the actual mechanism. It's gentle mockery of Western intellectual pretension and the era's flawed ethnological assumptions.
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The Auto and the Savage. ROFESSOR FREDERICK STARR, of the University of Chicago, who has issued a strong protest against the movement to clothe the nearly naked Igorrotes at the St. Louis Fair, is admitted to be one of the fore- most ethnologists of the century, Professor Starr, in his study of the different* races of the world, has had many amusing ex- periences among primitive tribesmen. To an Indian, one day, he attempted to ex- Lryoy ly ‘Cn Go vhooling plain the principle of the automobile. The Indian was intelligent, and Professor Starr's avd aAse~ explanation was a model of directness and lucidity. ‘Da Pont § mokeleus “Well,” he said at its end, “do you think you understand all about the automobile now Wipeer aS Grand Professional and The Indian, who had listened intently, re- aver es in 1903-~ plied: EL uPont Co. Wilmin oton Del. “Yes, I understand all but one thing.” 2 “And what is that?” said Professor Starr, thinking to clear up in a word some trifling point that he kad overlooked. “I don’t understand,” said the Indian, “what Have You a Wilkes Wie see caeh lie wile ores? Telephone: yo —New York Tribune, if not, you incon- a venience both your HEN Miss Bonnie V. Lynn returned siness and per- from her rural mail delivery route on sonal friends Sho Tuesday she was much surprised at the non- wish to communi- appearance of her faithful old dog Tracey, cate with you. which always accompanies her on her rounds. Diligent search and inquiry developed noth- New York Telephone Co. ing as to the whereabouts of the faithful com- 15 Dey Street. panion. The members of the Lynn household were grieved by the absence of the favorite Copyright, a | ane ~ ~ canine, which was regarded almost as one of te tere: Manone EPPA |the family, They were confident that nothing short of death or imprisonment could prevent After _STICK Tracey ‘from returning to them. C. Allan Gilbert Yesterday, when Miss Lynn was again cov- ering her route, she was surprised, upon stop- Printed in tone on plate paper and mounted ping to deposit some letters in a box, to find on heavy green board for framing, 15x20 inches. the lost dog lying near the place, faithfully ‘ guarding an empty envelope that she had 50c postpaid 1g Sticks, Shaving Tablets, i dropped on the ground the day before. LIFE. PUBLISHING COMPANY jeaey Ce Toke Live For weniyefowe hots Tracey ae kent vigil -. etc,, sold everywhere over this envelope, evidently realizing the re- 17 Wes Thiny-Firt Street Write for booklet ‘* How to Shave" B | sponsibility that rested upon his mistress and New York THE J. B. beli ati 1 clieving the preservation of the envelope was of vital importance. During this long watch the dumb animal M (4% M PORTAB L E HOUS ES had neither food nor water, and not until the envelope was picked up would it desert its Summer, Cottages | post—Los Angeles Times. Automobile Hi. YOUNG man was wheeling a handeart to deliver some goods at a large house on the outskirts’ of Malling. He met a loc: magnate, who said, “Where are you going?” : To the house, sir. ate: Do you know who I am? “Then w hy don’t you touch your hat to m: “I will, sir, if you will take hold of SAGINAW, MICH: =! handles of my handcart.”—Sporting Times. ‘price at once. MERSHON & MORLEY COMPANY. 900 Broadicay, comicbooks.com