Life, 1909-08-05 · page 30 of 44
Life — August 5, 1909 — page 30: what you’re looking at
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This page is **primarily advertising** interspersed with editorial content. The **advertisements** promote beauty products ("Eleto" toiletries) and beverages (Clicquot Club Ginger Ale), typical early 20th-century marketing targeting women ("Every Woman Should Know"). The **editorial cartoons and text** include: 1. **"The Promised Land"** – a satirical illustration depicting immigrants or lower-class figures waiting/climbing, suggesting delayed hopes or "backing up" to wait for better times. The caption's dialect ("WAIT TILL HIRAM HAS TIME") appears to mock working-class speech. 2. **"A Postponed Europe"** – a serialized story (continued from page 184) about characters named Billy and Colonel, involving gambling debts and moral compromise. 3. **"Over and Back"** – satirizes health anxieties, mocking scientific warnings about "dangerous" foods (eggs, milk, bread, water, tea). It humorously suggests everything is unsafe. 4. **"Precaution"** – a one-line joke where a husband goes to the balcony during his wife's singing to avoid *appearing* to beat her. The page reflects Life's satirical style: mocking consumer culture, class tensions, and contemporary anxieties about health and morality.
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Every Woman Should Know The Three Indispensable Toilet Articles “Eleto” Violet Talcum Creme-‘‘ Eleto”’ “Eleto” Toilet Water At “ , And Leading ' | Department Droggists ELETO CO, it W. 36th Street, inser Qe There is a heap of difference in ginger ales, and the difference between poor and perfect belongs to-you if you order Clicquot Club Ginger Ale. Of pure water, ginger and sugar it is always the same, delicious and wholesome. Non-astringent and without preservatives, We alo make Birch Beer Sarsaparilla Blood Orange Root Beer Lemon Soda All of “Clicquot” quality CLICQUOT CLUB CO., Millis, Mass., U. S. A. THE PROMISED LAND Voice from Below: wart, muster! watt! WAIT TULL MIRAAE HAS TIME BACK UP A LITTLE A Postponed Europe (Continued from page 184.) was at my own risk. Now you owe just what I lost when I was in ignor: of the nature of the game. You don’t owe me a cent more. If you insult me by offering me any more, I'll do as I told you Billy sank back limply into a chair. His great baby eyes stared almost Mindly out around the room, aimlessly wandering Suddenly he caught sight of a decanter on the mantel. He sprang to it, poured out four fingers and gulped it off Then he rubbed his hands over his face, steadied himself, shook his hair out, steadied himself again and looked fixedly out of the window At last he turned “If that Devisish Colonel—as you call him—as a matter of fact, he's a retired dominie—had kept his d——d mouth shut—hadn't peeped about it's being for money—why, then you would have simply had to let me make good, wouldn't you?" “Yes, old man,” said I, imitating his manner and voice—for I rather en- joyed my mei y. although I hadn't forgotten for an instant that, after all, I was nothing better than a common gambler—“ that’s so: you see. the trouble with both of you is simply this: You said too d—4 little, and he said too d- <d much!" Tuomas L. Masson Over and Back ening Standard and St, James's G “There 1s danger in eggs Yes, in fresh eggs. Miss Pennington, of the United States Food Research Laboratory, told the Chemistry Congress at South Kensington yesterday that in sixty-three eggs she found thirty-five spe- cies of bacteria. So another favorite must be banished from the breakfast table if we wish to avoid trouble. Bacon, of course, is fraught with peril Milk has been so often denounced that one cannot look at it without a shud- Ger—unless it be sour, when it makes centenarians. Tea encourages nerves Ccfiee—now what is the matter with cofice?—we have forgotten for the moment, but are sure it is something dreadful. To drink water is absurdly risky. Most of the bread bought in towns 1s the wrong sort and inimical to the best constitution. The very air is impregnated with horrors; so we can- not live on that. Miss Pennington is no doubt right on eggs. But she might— the Chemistry Congress might—the Lancet might—tell us whether we are doomed to disease and destruction whatever we live on, or bow long the disease and destruction are likely to be a-coming. Sour milk is no answer to the conundrum. The E; June 1, says:— Precaution “Why do you always go out on the balcony when I begin to sing, John? Can't you bear to listen to me?"’ “Tr isn’t that, but [ don't want the neighbors to think I'm a wife-beater’’ —Kanses City Journal 18 comicbooks.com