Life, 1908-07-09 · page 6 of 20
Life — July 9, 1908 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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**Main Content:** The page features a photograph titled "At Life's Farm: Girls Bathing" showing multiple people in a body of water, likely documenting a recreational activity at a facility. **Cartoons:** A small illustration captioned "If the Dog Had a Vote: How Suddenly Would All Talk of Vivisetion End" depicts animals discussing human treatment of creatures. The satire mocks human hypocrisy—suggesting people would immediately oppose animal testing if dogs could vote and express opinions, yet ignore animal suffering when convenient. **Accompanying Text:** Multiple short pieces including donor acknowledgments for a "Fresh Air Fund" and philosophical essays on topics like "The Passing of Play" and "Psyche." These reflect Life's typical mix of humor, social commentary, and literary content aimed at educated readers.
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George A. Adee... Mrs. A. H. Storer AM.C., Je eee “Harold Bogert, in memoriam”. Helen and Richard....... “s “In memory of R. J. A. and M.S. A.”. Joaquin FE. Camara, Ch Fred L. Gross. FHC. jJ.D.W . see Martha and Anita Hollister. . Mary W. Church. Mrs. Ida A. Campbe Henry Williams cwew “Cash”. -: Mrs. L. C, Bullard. P. Gadebusch Edward White 888838888888888888838888 Acknowledged with Thanks WO 10-pound crocks of apple butter, one s-gal- on pail of sweet gherkins, one case of currant jelly, two dozen ketchup, one case of gallon cans of kidney beans, one case of India relish, from the H. J Heinz Company. Eighty-four tennis balls from the Nyack Country Club. A box of caps from Alexander Taylor & Co, ‘OU can lead some girls to your lap, but you can’t make them sit down. AT LIFE’S FARM GIRLS BATHING The Passing of Play VE forgotten how to forget our- selves, and so we can’t play any more. Recreation, with us, is a myth until we get to be rippingly rich, and after that a pose. Having grown divulsively wealthy, we affect certain forms of sport, but they are only forms, wholly lacking the essential element of fun except as we call the tickling of our vanity fun. Witness the yachting girl as she studies how the winds may wanton her hair becomingly, or the camping boy postur- ing before his fire in the depths of some wil- derness. Is unconsciousness to be cultivated? No, only a simulacrum of it. We are hopeless. Psyche DOCTOR in Chicago who has on sev- eral occasions scen the human soul issuing finally from its earthly temple de- scribes it asa bluish vapor resembling cigar smoke. He doesn’t state whether or not it smells up lace curtains, but this, perhaps, gocs without saying in Chicago. Elements of plausibility are not lacking. Who has not seen eyes which appeared to be the windows of a bluish vapor? And if it’s not a bluish vapor which a great many art- ists with temperament put into their art, then something very like. ‘The arrangement, too, provides an casy and convenient classification of souls, ran- ging from the two-fer up to the clear Havana, or even higher. RB HE. three disgraces: women and song. Wine, RS. CATERBY: Ina short time now be to connect your Uncle Jake to the furnace and range. IP THE DOG HAD A VOTE HOW SUDDENLY WOULD ALL TALK OF VIVISECTION END “I regard vivisection as immoral and unjustifiable, as well as quite useless and very dangerous, and I feel assured that unless a determined stand be made against it, human beings will be used for this pur- pose instead of animals, before long.” —From a letter by J. H. Thornton, C.B., M.B., B.A., Deputy-Sur- feon-General, 1. M. S., to a member of the N. E. Anti- vivisection Society, Feb. 6, 1896. comicbooks.com