Life, 1905-04-06 · page 25 of 62
Life — April 6, 1905 — page 25: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several satirical pieces targeting early-1900s American politics and social customs: **"Render Unto Caesar"** is a poem mocking men who take credit for household contributions—the joke being that while mothers bake bread, fathers merely "make the dough" (money), yet expect recognition. **The Roosevelt tariff joke** satirizes President Theodore Roosevelt's apparent contradiction: he claimed to oppose protective tariffs while telling the Mothers' Congress he supported "infant industries"—a pun equating business protectionism with literal child-rearing. **"Suffering from Treatyitis"** is a political jab at Secretary of State John Hay, suggesting the Senate's obstruction of his treaty negotiations has overworked him so severely he's "suffering" from throat trouble. **"Anno Domini 2000"** imagines a Colonial-themed inn in the distant future, satirizing both the commercialization of Americana and early anxieties about women in business leadership. The page also includes lighter social humor about bachelor behavior and "leap year" courtship customs, reflecting period gender dynamics.
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377 Render Unto Cesar. HEN you recall your boyhood days For little wifie’s sake, And boast about the cake and things That mother used to make, Just render credit where it’s due, And don't forget that though Your dear old mother made the bread, ‘Twas father made th dough. S. 1. Litchfield. ce [Te that President Roosevelt has abandoned his tariff re- form idea: “That so?” “He told the Mothers’ Congress that he believed in encouraging infant industries.” Suffering from Treatyitis. Wastixcrox, Maxch 14.—-Mr. Hay bat throat trouble.—Daidy paper. OT surprising. Thanks to the Senate, Mr. Hay lowing apparatus has been overtaxed. * Anno Domini 2000. S$ MANAGER : I am instructed by the own- this enterprise to place upon it a price of i saps US OMIT A ers of chicken and clam diet, Ye Colonial Inn is ready to cater to ogical families ; while with modern prices and copi- $200,000—not a cent less. Mestner or Syxptcate: [think you will, when you learn that the head of this syndicate is a woman. Why, what do you mean?” “Merely to sugg ; the st that we close the deal at $199,999-99.”" he Colonial illusion, waiters should be obtained from the He for nothing impres xe for Superannuated Tip Takers ; eee — the guest of Ye Pyecroft Inn so pro- foundly « or with one foot in the grave and one in the gravy. For gala occasions—Fourth of July, Fore- fathers’ Day and Thanksgiving—a few conscientious sten- ogni d courteous soubrettes in Puritan costumes give that air of verisimilitude a Colonial inn needs. Mine host of thi few dollars with the Selectmen if the town is dry and given over to the worship of pump wate: id when that is done, the time-encrusted nt, historic old hostelry is ready to collect the loose cash of the great, gullible, gastronomic worshippers of the papier-mache¢ antique, and ruin the digestion of those who love to junket in a historical junk-shop. Sa serv! ers, inn will do well to spenc anci Joseph Smith, The Power of Influence. HE YOUNG MOTHER: Why, how well you get along with the baby. You can talk baby talk better than I can. Tue Bacuetor: Yes, I just came back from Ni in the same car with a bride and groom, LEAP YEAR 15 PAST. | comicbooks.com