Life, 1905-11-09 · page 8 of 26
Life — November 9, 1905 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Life* magazine contains a literary piece titled "Soliloquy of the Wraith of Poe" attributed to Emerson Wood, Baker—a melancholic monologue by Edgar Allan Poe's ghost lamenting his lack of recognition and worldly success. The wraith complains about being forgotten, mocked by critics, and overshadowed by more commercially successful writers. The accompanying illustration shows a dark, theatrical scene of a ghostly figure in what appears to be a Gothic setting, visualizing Poe's spectral presence. Below is an "Announcement" about *Gusher's* Magazine's December issue, followed by three brief comedic dialogues ("A Difficult Course," "A Good Supply") featuring typical turn-of-the-century humor about correspondence courses, family situations, and financial troubles.
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556 Soliloquy of the Wraith of Poe. Mf the refe: tien of Poe's name from the Hall of Fame.) Upon receiving the announcement Q) AREWELL! a well, te This is th long all my greatness! state of Art: toe day man creates Word pictures for a few; to-morrow, many, And all the down before his cult ; day comes a frost, a killing frost, n he th world bows The thi And, good easy man, surely his Fame for all time And then he falls, Hath foster'd tc ssur'd, nips his root, as Ido. Th great complacence in me. prs wd nto false contentment At length b Iam refus'd of time too fit reward e down upon wares 2 without which the world's ; and now, a half century dead, ty, x, 1 am com- Like the condemned spirits at the Weary and gaunt with wand'ri A living grief consumes me. O, how wre Is that poor man that hangs on judges’ re is, betwixt that smile we would aspire That sw et aspect of critics, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or womer have And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again “SHE LAID A BED.’ fare- Jones (to burglar) AP Tite pRor oF Announcement! THe December nu Magazine than justifies its title: the Department Store of the World. It co ver nber of Gusher's ins 390 pa 4, a volume of before equalled by any other periodical, and 145 more than in the November issue In the November number we had 125 pages of text matter, but appreciating the discomfort it would beto our readers to hold so much bulkier a periodical, we have taken 120 pages out of the usual space allotted to text, leaving in only the publisher's department. The reader will thus be able to enjoy all this advertising in a magazine only YOU GOT TH IDEA ZACELY, IL 1 GO FASY. SHE WAKES. slightly heavier than last month's ghtecn Short Stories ! Four Exposures, showing unexampled graft in two | ! i | ; All ) Crowded Out! hundred villages A Difficult Course. AX: There’s a man who is learning self-denial by correspondence. respondence ? His wife is down South for the winter, and he has two sons at college."" A Good Supply. HE: Where do you get your in- spiration from? Tur Avruor: From my creditors, comicbooks.com