Life, 1910-03-17 · page 21 of 36
Life — March 17, 1910 — page 21: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two distinct pieces of social satire: **"The New Order of Woman"** essay argues that despite women's advancing claims to equality and "modern" ideas, they remain fundamentally unchanged. The author contends women are inherently manipulative—using fashion and appearance to create illusions that captivate men. The satire dismisses women's demands for equal treatment as merely a new costume for the same unchanging female nature. This reflects early 20th-century anxiety about women's suffrage and workplace advancement. **The cartoon "Love Laughs at Temperatures"** depicts an elderly man and woman (likely representing Winter/Old Man Winter and Spring) in an intimate embrace despite harsh weather. The caption below—"I think it time you were moving, old man; you've lingered here too long already"—is a double entendre: Spring literally tells Winter to leave, but it's flirtatious banter between romantic figures. Both pieces use humor to comment on gender relations and social change, though with notably different tones—one cynical about women's progress, the other whimsical about romance transcending seasons.
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LOVE LAUGHS AT TEMPERATURES the proper thing to say, or how shall one act toward a woman one meets for the first time, but who one suspects belongeth to the new order? Must one combat her, or must one defer to her superior wisdom? These are monumental questions. Only our illusions are imporant That is why women must always be supreme. Fundamentally she is structurally uniform to all in- tents and purposes. Her hair may vary in color; so may her eyes, and her height may change slightly with each subject. She may be fat or thin; she may be selfish or functions of the Government The Czar has just cabled: “This gives me new courage. yet be well, brother.”” Full particulars of coronation next week, The New Order of Woman have heen asked by a friend what attitude we preserve toward the women of to-day, and we approach the subject with a proper humility, but with that legitimate assurance that comes from reflection and experience. What our friend means is that the old way of approaching a woman seems now to be impossible. Women have advanced ideas: they assert themselves more; they insist upon being treated like men. Is it possible, says our friend, to love a woman with advanced ideas? How should one make love to such a creature? What is All will unselfish, but at bottom Woman is Woman, What one woman is all women are. It is her business of course to de- ceive us in this respect. She does it mentally, and more so physically. If we saw women in the same style of clothes for more than a month or so we would soon grow tired of looking at them; therefore they scek constantly to create new effects in order to keep up the il- lusion. Woman is a_will-o’-the-wisp. What our friend is pleased to term the new order of woman is therefore but another form of illusion. She has created for our wonder and our amuse- ment and our curiosity a new set of symbols, by which she is now express- ing herself. She is thus giving a new charm to politics (if it can he said that politics ever had a charm) and to stump speaking. The glorious feminine crea- ture who once rocked the baby to sleep. who warmed papa’s slippers and set 481 them by the fire, who posed for her daguerreotype with sweetly parted hair and folded hands is still the same win- ning personality expressing itself in a newer and what scems a more intel- lectual guise. T. LM. Music OOD wine needs no bush. It is en- tirely superfluous to commend the lonzaley Quartette for the concerts they have given this winter at Mendels. sohn Hall. The playing of these gen- Mlemen is of so high an order that it is difficult to speak of it without an ap- pearance of “ gush.”” This month sees the last of the Rus- sian symphony concerts; also the last of mphony Orchestra, which has given vast pleasure to exacting audi- ences. Soon nothing will remain but the tinkle of the musical comedies which mark the return of the silly s Why is it that when all sorts and con- ditions of folk crowd the concerts of the Bostonians, Mr. Damrosch's Bee thoven cycles—really good music—have never succeeded in summer? The ex- periment has been tried of roof gardens with the combination of beer and Bee- thoven and Wagner. Is it from soften- ing of our musical brain in the hot ason months? Spring: 1 rw1s you were MOVING, OLD MAN; YOU'VE LINGERED HERE TOO LONG ALREADY. comicbooks.com