Life, 1905-02-02 · page 15 of 40
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This page contains two satirical cartoons titled "Wild Animal Sketches"—a darkly humorous reference comparing human behavior to animal instinct. **Left cartoon ("A Hog"):** Depicts Peter McFudge, apparently a wealthy financier, entering his office through the back door. His arrival triggers market panic: stocks drop three points, loans worth $8 million are called in, and Washington is notified. The satire mocks how a single wealthy man's movements can manipulate financial markets—he's portrayed as a destructive force ("hog") whose mere presence causes economic chaos. **Right cartoon ("An Ass"):** Shows a man using umbrellas as parachutes while jumping from a rooftop above a coastal town. This appears to be satirizing foolish financial speculation or reckless decision-making—the visual metaphor of an "ass" attempting an obviously doomed venture. The accompanying text letters further mock financial desperation and class anxiety during what appears to be an economic downturn, with references to job losses and financial strain. The overall theme: wealthy speculators and desperate working people are both "wild animals" driven by base instinct rather than reason.
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-LIFE- 129 Wild Animal Sketches. ayed whist with the Deacor home, and thought I was the real thing. But when th th A arvest reaper went over me, I w bare « a pumpkin patch on Christmas eve. They got everything thes, and they didn’t seem to want them, enue xcept my c though his wife said they made me look so much like the pictures of Peter when he struck town that 1 like to have them the hundred by f. ight, long dis- tance "phone, or wire at your expense. Harold, Svppes Ficery iy Stocks Cavsep nv Mani NORODY SEEMS TO KNOW. ix His Ornice ror Hours xt Wnex THe Tne Mastex-staso or Frvaxce Crose with THE Heaps Grear Excrre Fact Is Kxows ov Sux Trusts. Renons or a New Correr Compixation, There is something doing in the Street. Th ig Peter McFudge, his three private secretaries and a chauffeur, entered his the back door. « t once fell off three points. that his auto had bs was ashamed to walk in the f But when the hea dently by intn In a few moments it was known that Mc two of his companies were driving copper morni At ten o'clock it was learned 13 Street, on his way down, and he ken down at Cha: of six of our to see the great m: the market. A temporary Ass were called, and Was! panic ensued, Loans axgreg: was notified It then becam interests had come to the wn that our largest f adied th nee again, ‘The close was rescue, and steady o1 fairly strong, but feverish, It is estimated th the repairs on his automobile, which may reduce this somewhat New York. Deak Dav: Hitch up the automobile and hurry along that hundred. To-day I had to take a job as office boy in an undertaker’s establishment. I carry flow nd look profits were three millions, not including sad. My clothes make me feel that way, anywa The IL advance me to the condolence department Man just ahead of me is delicate and my prospects are bright, Boss told bim t« If worst came to worst, he would have a g trade, Mortgage the farm if necessary, but send along that hundred. Harold. New You. u can't let me ha ay not to worry. Deak Dap: hundred right awa famil How's the new cream separator ? And once more, how about that hundred ? Harold. Lost my y,T'll have to walk home and disgrace Have you busked the corn yet? comicbooks.com