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This page contains three separate satirical items from *Life* magazine: 1. **"The Holocaust"** (top): A poem about a heated domestic quarrel. The illustration shows a couple in conflict—the woman's anger is so intense it's described in violent, inflammatory language ("Her eyes leaped into a blaze of wrath"). The satire mocks domestic marital conflict by using apocalyptic language. 2. **"That 'Ananias Club'"** (middle): Political satire targeting Mr. Hearst, a newspaper publisher, accusing him and competing papers (the *Times*, *Sun*, *Post*) of dishonest reporting. "Ananias Club" references biblical lies. 3. **"Redskin Philosophy"** (bottom): Brief humorous verses about Old-Fingers picking a bud, offering folk-wisdom observations. The page satirizes marriage conflict, press dishonesty, and includes light humor.

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T? 595 The Holocaust E hot words leaped from her lips. His cars were scorched by her vehemence. Her eyes leaped into a blaze of wrath. Hi is eyes burned with resentment. He opened his lips to reply; every word was a coa TO EXCHANGE ARTISTIC WIFE YOR ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS GPNERAL HOUSPRFEPING. BARGAIN, K 715 DAILY ADDRESS O-oh ! F' MSHIP PASSENGER: How immense is the ocean ! SEconD STEAMSHIP PASSENGER (jainlly): Yes. It feels like one grand, heaving stomach.. A Rebuke HE BUTLER: The house is on fire, madam. Here are all the hand grenades. Mrs. Pacexitt: You should have brought them on a tray, Williams. al. Her cheeks flamed suddenly. His face was lurid with anger. ee ee) She went out slowly. + * * Even as he crumpled into a heap on the table the smoldering remnants of his rage gleamed fitfully through the ashes of despair that veiled his countenance. That “Ananias Club” F COURSE, we all know—those of us who read the respectable New York dailies—that Mr. Hearst is a bad, naughty man and publishes unrespect- able newspapers. But there is a strong impression in this community, even among enemies of Mr. Hearst, that for lying, flat-footed, maliciou istent pei and dignified lying, the “respectable” dailies have beaten him hollow. Mr. Hearst, competing as a liar with the Times, the Sun and the Post, in this recent campaign, seemed an inexperi- enced groper after Truth. In calling his opponents the “Ananias Club” he ma- ligned Ananias. For there must have been some degrees of malevolent false- hood at which Ananias would have balked. And so the awful suspicion creeps in upon us that if they lied about Hearst they may have lied in their praises of the saintly Hughes. Then where, indeed, shall we look for salvation? Redskin Philosophy HEN Old-Fingers picks a bud he marries a thorn. Give neither opportunity to a friend to grieve nor to an enemy to scoff. On the warpath, Courage and Craft should ride the same horse. Greedy-Hand may find the Rattlesnake in the Prairie Dog’s hole. The Indian does not try to fool the Great Spirit one Sun in every seven. When you deal with a Paleface listen only to what he does not say. comicbooks.com