Life, 1908-09-17 · page 5 of 24
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This page satirizes potential presidential cabinet choices, likely from the early 1900s. The top cartoon shows skeletal figures labeled "THE LAST ROUND-UP," captioning "ONE MORE VOLLEY AND NEW YORK WILL BE A SAFE PLACE TO LIVE IN"—suggesting violent political conflict. The main articles discuss ideal candidates for President: Mr. Bryan (a writer/talker), Mr. Taft (sound on legal matters), and commentary on a "literary man for President." The illustration at bottom right, captioned "BUT A MERE SHADOW OF HER FORMER SELF," depicts a widow in mourning—accompanying text about a City Father meeting a widow wandering Athens streets, discussing her search for a "looking for a man, not a freak; a husband, not a curtain." The satire critiques both political leadership qualities and social pretensions.
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THE LAST ROUND-UP ONE MORE VOLLEY AND NEW YORK WILL DE A SAFE PLACE TO LIVE IN The Accounting liquidize Love's charming debt A chap should pay in kisses; yet Delightful though the task may be, And simple though the pretty fee, Sometimes in trouble he may get. Perhaps a maiden will not let A fellow have his way. Regret On that one score would cause in me Two liquid eyes. Once, when in Love's dear tangled net, I did not murntur, neither fret ; With compound interest cheerfully I settled my old bankruptcy. I would have balked if I had met Too liquid eyes! Charles Hanson Towne. A Lawyer, Next Time HE Clerk of the Day in the Boston Transcript disapproves of Lire’s approval of Mr. Taft's judicial style of utterance as exhibited in his speech of acceptance. Lire praised it for being unexciting, and praised the Judge be- cause he did not express himself like a professional writer. The Clerk takes issue, and admits that he likes lively writing. To be sure! We all do! Neverthe- less, the point that a President may profitably lack the gift of marshalling words in entertaining combinations still seems to us to be well taken, We don't need that gift in a President. We can get our literary entertainment elsewhere. People with unusual gifts like, as a rule, to exercise them. Mr. Roosevelt is a writer first of all, and likes to exercise his gift, and now and then it has run away with him. What we shall want from Mr. Taft, if he gets the most votes. will be, not writing, but administration. The less his excellent abilities are di- verted to stringing words together so that they will sound pretty, and the more they are concentrated on great adminis- trative and legislative problems, the better. Mr. Bryan is a pretty good writer as well as a remarkable talker. But what we want in the White House for the next four years is a thinker and a doer. We believe Mr. Taft is a very sound thinker; that he gets to the bottom of questions and problems, and can make wise decisions and do the right thing in difficult cases. That is what we want. We have had a literary man for Presi- dent for seven years, and have got much good work out of him, but for the work now ahead give us a mind a little more concerned with laws and less with words. Newspaper Editors EWSPAPER editors are a very knowing and a very quarrelsome fish, often engaging in mortal combat over the most trivial matters. It is said by piscatorial experts that their circulation requires such excessive stimuli. They usually swim near the surface and seldom go very deep. Nevertheless, they are exceedingly wary and are likely to duck when you get the hook. Accordingly, amateurs find difficulty in catching them. Experts, _ however, handle them with the greatest ease. The most approved way of catching them is to secure a large display ad- vertisement, the larger the better. Some insist that the advertisement should be highly colored to secure the best re- sults. The object is to confuse them Approach them carefully, but without fear. Spread the advertisement before them where they can get a good look at it and the prey is yours. They feed on bits of gossip, rumor and green stuff. Ellis 0. Jones. HE City Father met the widow of the late Mr. Diogenes wandering around the streets of Athens in -the dark, wearing her widow's weeds, and carrying a lighted lantern, Madam,"’ he said politely, “I as- sume you are engaged in the same hope- less quest as your husband, looking for an honest man."" “ replied the widow tartly, “my husband's follies and absurdities died with him. I am not looking for the impossible in Athens. I m look- ing for a man, not a freak; a husband, not a curiosity. I am a widow.”” “BUT A MERE SHADOW OF sir’? MER FORMER comicbooks.com