Life, 1910-05-05 · page 27 of 72
Life — May 5, 1910 — page 27: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three distinct pieces of satirical content: **Top section**: A domestic drama sketch depicting a working-class husband refusing his wife's request to take their daughter Estelle to a fashionable hotel outing. The husband cites financial constraints and worries about their daughter being "spoiled" by mingling with wealthy people. When Estelle overhears and emotionally appeals to him, he capitulates—satirizing both marital dynamics and class anxiety of the era. **Middle illustration**: A hunting scene with the caption "What's the matter, has the dog scented the game?" / "No, the game has just scented the dog"—a simple joke about role reversal in predator-prey relationships. **Bottom sections**: Two brief jokes mocking clergy (a minister/editor's poor heavenly prospects) and a serious editorial plea for "Safe and Sane Fourth" celebrations, urging parents to eliminate firecrackers and cannons from Fourth of July festivities due to child injuries and deaths. The page blends domestic comedy with social reform messaging typical of Life's satirical approach.
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“EE * this is mathematics, and not what you would like to do. In the first place, if you go to a place like that you will have to dress. Why, only millionaires go there—only people with their own autos. You'll be thoroughly out of place; then there is the fare both ways Wire: That would happen anywere. Husoaxo: I know that, but it's all got to be considered. My dear, it’s out of the question. It cannot be done. Dismiss it from your mind. I haven't got the cash Wire (a tear in her voice): You could do it if you wanted to, You do other things. Huswann (getting up slowly and throwing the stub of his cigar down on the receiver half savagely, as he thrusts his hands +in his pockets, elevotes and depresses him- self alternately cn his toes): Now, girl, look here. This is a game. You've got this thing all fixed up, and you think you can make me do it; but you can’t. Just put it out of your mind. Besides, do you suppose 1 would take Estelle to a fashionable hotel like that, where she would meet a lot of swells very much above us? J guess I know better than that! If you haven't any love for the child, I have. Why, you would spoil her for life. Worst thing that could happen to her. I should think you would sce it. But I can. So forget it. You are not go- ing! Understand? (At this moment the door leading into the other room is burst violently open and Estelle, a young girl of sixteen, her ly pretty face drawn into a knot of anguish, rushes up to her father and violently throws her arms around his neck in a passion of tears.) isteue: Papa! Huswaxp: So, you heard it all? Estetir: Oh, dear papa, you don’t mean it. Say that you don't. (Her girlish figure is racked with sobs. She is unable to speak.) Huspanp: Estelle. Estette: I shall never forgive you if you don’t let us DECOYS ~ ee “WHAT'S THE MATTER, MAS THE DOG SCENTED THE GAME? “No, THE GAME MAS JUST SCENTED THE po." It would b-b-break my heart, papa. You must! Hussanp: There! There! I'll think it over. Estette (sobbing more violently than ever): Say you will let us go! Huswaxp: I— Estetie (holding him twith the strength of ten girls): Say you'll let us go! Huswaxn: Yes, yes, my dear, you shall go; I promise you Estriie (smiling almost instantly through her tears as she turns to her mother): You know, mamma, papa never goes back on his word, T. L. Mt. At the Funeral ‘H has becn not only a minister but an editor.” “You don’t say! Then his chances of getting to heaven are even’ “No, his chances of getting to heaven are not quite so good. He was an editor only a short time—not enough to make it aa even thing.” For a Safe and Sane Fourth OW many children, since the custom of firing off cannons and crackers on the Fourth of July was first i ated, have been sacrificed to this senseless amusement ? the number would make an army as large as the one to whom Cornwallis surrendered Let us turn over a new leaf this year and do away with the barbarous practice Parents, provide for the children all the picnics you want, and all the other fun you can think of, but cut out the firearms and noise comicbooks.com