Life, 1909-07-22 · page 12 of 28
Life — July 22, 1909 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two sections: a satirical article titled "Mrs. Eddy is Alive!!" and a cartoon labeled "A New Light on an Old Subject." The "Mrs. Eddy" article appears to reference Mary Baker Eddy, founder of Christian Science, debating whether she was alive or dead—likely a topical controversy from the magazine's era. The piece satirizes Life magazine's effort to verify this claim through elaborate means. The cartoon below depicts an elderly person in profile wearing a hat. Its caption, "A New Light on an Old Subject," suggests it's making a visual joke about age or outdated thinking, though the specific reference remains unclear without additional historical context about contemporary figures or events. The page includes dialogue about romantic encounters, mixing the satirical article with general humor content typical of Life magazine's format.
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112 latter thundering so loudly as to betray him; was pardoned by the Administra- tion for these acts on the ground that prosecution would disturb business, at that time in a very delicate state. Con- fidence being thus restored, he was ap- pointed Postmaster-General, which office he held to the satisfaction of his sup riors until the close of the administr Also appointed Register of Tem- perance in the Royal Thermometer, which has been his best-recognized func- tion ever since, no degree of heat or cold being 100 slight to escape his extraor- dinary vigilance. Accused of having talked the Argus to death, but never brought to trial for this offense, for rea- sons best known to the Attorney-Gen- eral’s office, but is supposed to have ri ceived immunity bath for having turn State’s evidence against other malefac- tors. Author of “The Shady Side of Olympus,” “The Man Higher Up,” “One Hundred and Two in the Shade, or V Babies I Have Met,’’ and “Scorching Through Space, by a High- Flyer," all now out of print. Address, The Acro Club, Olympus, or Wall Street, Helicon Corner, Thessaly. tion. Pleasure T is absurd to say that we moderns are given up to the pursuit of pleas- ure. If we were willing to put forth any part of the effort implied in pur- suit, we should be cultivating finer sen- sibilities, for the sake of the greater pleasure yielded by these. But nothing will induce us to do that. In point of fact, the pursuit of pleas- ure is our particular aversion. Rather than take any trouble in the matter, we A NEW LIGHT ON AN OLD SUBJECT gu Ba We Jeg content ourselves with such tary joys as savages find consolation in, because these are obvious and at hand. It would be a lucky thing for art if we were indeed given up to the pursuit of pleasure. Ramsey Benson. Mrs. Eddy is Alive! ! OR some time Lire has been con- fused in his consciousness by the controversy as to whether Mrs. Eddy is alive or not. Lire is of the opinion that it is a matter that matters. Accordingly, at great expense, Lire personally took a leading and boarded a severe claim of express train for Boston. Arrived there, Lire’s leading led him to seck the inner shrine (the one of which the author is well-known). Ad- vancing bravely upon the picket wao suarded the outer moat, Lire presented his card and was informed that he could not see Mrs, Eddy except by absent treatment or wireless, but that, if he cared to make an appointment for the following Thursday, he might be al- lowed to speak for a moment with the man who had recently been divorced from the lady who used to do Mrs dy’s washing. This was high privilege indeed, but Lire knew that his readers, accustomed as they were to the best of everything, would not be satisfied. Seizing an op- portunity when Mr. Farlow was not looking, therefore, Lire skirted him and scuttled in, reaching the front portal just as the time-lock was clicking the curfew. Temporarily bafiled but not daunted, Lire sat down on the doormat and waited. He figured it out that, if he waited long enough, his search would be rewarded. Mrs. Eddy would certain- ly not go to bed without putting the cat out! Lire was right, as usual. Just as he was getting sleepy, the door opened and the cat bounded past him. He looked at the figure in the doorway, He had figured well. It was indeed she. Worked Pretty Well “A ND now,” said the young man whom she had met but that even: ing, and who had been kind enough to escort her to her home, “and now, give me rudimen- Sir!'’ she exclaimed, with freezing dignity. “Give me a kiss.”” “Upon my word! such effrontery.”” I never before met DIOGENES TAKES A PEEP INTO A POWDER MAGAZINE “That is quite possible. Neverthe- less, give me a kiss, please.” “Of all the— You meet me only this evening! I hardly know your name! And yet you have the conceit to ask me"'— “For a kiss. Yes.” “Why, Iam amazed!" “There is no occasion for amaze- mént. “Tam astounded. I am offended.”* “TI thought perhaps you would feel that way for a moment, but it will pass over soon.”* “T never was so presumptuously ad- dressed in all my life.” “T have no doubt of I get the kiss?” “For goodness sake! I should think you would have understood my position when you first asked me.’* “But you could have changed your mind by this time.” “Well, Iam simply speechless! Do you ask every girl you meet for a “Ye “Every girl?" “To be sure.” “And do you never meet with a re- buf?” “O, yes. But you'd really be sur- prised at the number of kisses I get. that. But do iss?"” comicbooks.com