Life, 1908-05-28 · page 11 of 24
Life — May 28, 1908 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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**The Dog's Dream** (left cartoon) shows a sleeping dog dreaming of wealthy figures—likely prominent businessmen or politicians of the era. The satire critiques the concentration of wealth and power among the elite, with the dog representing ordinary citizens fantasizing about wealth they cannot achieve. **Campaign Contributions** (top right) mocks a "new era in American politics" where "no real money shall be given for campaign contributions." The text then lists prominent wealthy figures (Morgan, Ryan, Harriman, Jerome, Rockefeller) offering symbolic gifts instead of cash—an embroidered robe, a street-car, a pass. The satire suggests these wealthy men are unwilling to actually donate money despite their vast fortunes, exposing hypocrisy in political financing reform.
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Seer 571 THE DOG'S DREAM Tam wholly opposed to vivisection. It is useless, wicked, cruel, barbarous and infamous. It is worse than useless. _It fills the mind with false and brutal ideas. No good ever came from it and never will. It demoralizes the sensibili- ties and unfits one for the demonstration of real scientific truth.—James H. Payne, M.D. A Friend of Poor Children IFE'S Fresh Air Farm, for children, owes its origin to the Rev. Willard Parsons. It was he who, twenty-one years ago, first suggested the idea to us. His friends now desire to establish a permanent memorial. To quote from the pamphlet issued in be- half of this object: Starting with an appeal to his own people in’the quiet town of Sherman, Pa in the summer of 1877, he secured invitations for nine children among his parish. ioners; arranged with the railroad officials for their transportation; came to New York and personally selected the nine needy little ones, whose pathetic condition appealed to him; accompanied them to the country, sharing their joys and their sorrows, and brought them back to their parents with bodies strengthened and hearts cheered and experiences without number upon which to dwell until summer came again. Before he laid down the cares which sapped his vitality, literally wearing out his great heart, an army of more than 250,000 children under his direct leadership had followed that little party of nine from the tenement strcets to country fields and loving homes, while another army, larger than his own, had one through other agencies born of his inspiration, fired by his zeal and example and encouraged by his counsel. We have known no better friend to the children of the poor than Willard Parsons. Here's to You! O& congratulations to the New York World. ‘This courageous and efficient organ has just been celebrating its twenty-fifth year under the editorial direction of Mr. Joseph Pulitzer. There is cause for satisfaction. Those citizens who like considerable truth in few words, honest views fearlessly expressed, aclear light on dark subjects; who love to sce Fraud and Hum- bug hammered in the face, Stripped, mauled and rolled daily in the mud, cannot do better than cultivate the habit of becoming de- pendent on the World editorials. The community is much indebted to you, Mr. Pulitzer. Campaign Contributions HIS year marks a new era in American politics, an era in which it has been decreed that no real money shall be given for cam- paign contributions, The immense services of the Republican party, however, which, as far back as our memory goes, has been engaged in the loyal and self-sacrificing labor of saving the country (with results yet in doubt), seem to demand that there be some recognition on the part of our prominent interests. Mr. Morgan will send an imported embroidered robe for the elephant. Mr, Ryan will send a Metropolitan strect-car that has been in continuous service for the past thirty ye Mr, Harriman will send a pass-key to Sing Sing, for which at present he has no use. Mr, Jerome will send his record. value to our financier: Mr. Depew will send—— Later Mr, Rockefeller will send his regrets Nothing has been of more ‘0, he won't! THE RETORT COURTEOUS The Writer: AH, LAUGH AT ME IF YOU WILL, BUT I WILL WRITE OP YOU IN MY JOURNAL THAT WHICH WILL MAKE YOU sick | The Artist: EVERYTHING THAT M’SIEUR WRITES MAKES ME SICK. comicbooks.com