Life, 1904-10-20 · page 7 of 20
Life — October 20, 1904 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several short fiction pieces and illustrations rather than political cartoons. The main content includes: 1. **"Saved"** - A narrative about an automobile accident involving characters named Miss Roxyton and Fiddleback, with dialogue about dangerous driving. 2. **"Too Much to Ask"** - A school admission anecdote where a principal requests the applicant be cleaned up before enrollment, and the mother replies the child is "sewed up for de vinter" (winter dialect speech). 3. **"Halt!"** - A brief piece questioning whether Thomas Lawson's literary-financial magazine sensation has become a serial story. The illustrations are decorative line drawings accompanying these humorous social vignettes. The page satirizes early 20th-century American manners, class anxieties, and contemporary publishing trends rather than specific political figures or events.
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get up that hill without my darling, the machine is of no use to me anyway, and I may as well know the truth once for all, even if it has to be sacrificed.” And so he was fully prepared. As the auto gained headway backward, Miss Rosyton clutched her lover's arm. “Is there any danger, darling?” she cried. ‘* Look at the water.”” “None whatever, dearest," replied Fiddleback. *‘Just rise up quickly about a foot, and then sit down as hard as youcan. Now!" Miss Rosyton, with an instinctive sense of self-preservation, obeyed him. She rose up and came down hard. That settled the auto. Everything seemed to give at once, They stopped. And then, as Fiddleback and his sweetheart got out and surveyed the wreck, and he put hisarms as far around her as he could get them, he said : “Never mind, darling. The next machine I get will be eighty ho: power, capable of sustaining a pressure of five hundred pounds to the square inch.”” Tom Masson, Saved. aA HATSHALLIDO! Whatshalli- do!" The popular actress paced the floor in a paroxysm of despair. “Those hateful creatures of the qgoo have killed every form of notoriety worth having. They pose in living picture shows, they lose their diamonds, they starin divorces and other scandals, ALL THE WORLO LOVES A LOVER. BUT NOT THIS KIND. A | | Hh ui) l | A NEW PLACE IN HISTORY FOR 1HE WAR CORRESPONDENT. they are arrested for speeding in auto- mobiles, and they even go on the stage. Can’t you think of something for a press story?" The faithful press agent was sorely perplexed. Then his won- derful resourcefulness came to his rescue. “You might try living quietly, just like ordinary, well-behaved people. I could work up a great story about you going to church, and belonging to the W. C. T. U."" The popular actress flung her plump arms madly around his neck and kissed him on his noble brow. “Saved!" she cried, ‘ We'll have a champagne supper to-night to celebrate."" E./. “WO are made one between trains."—Newspaper Head- line. It usually happens the other way. Too Much to Ask. T was opening day at a school in the Ghetto, The principal glanced at the dirty little applicant for admission, and then said to the mother : “Yes, I will take your son, but you must first give him a good bath and dress him in clean clothes.”* “Oh, but, lady,” exclaimed the rep- resentative of our foreign element, “I can't do dat; he’s sewed up for de vinter.”” Halt! ‘OW, now, is it possible that the force of habit is too strong for Thomas Lawson, and that he has gone and watered his literary-financial maga- zine sensation? Isn't he stretching out into a serial what is naturally a short— however painful—story? But his pic- ture of Rogers and Addicks was worth their space. comicbooks.com