Life, 1910-05-19 · page 37 of 40
Life — May 19, 1910 — page 37: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page primarily contains **advertisements and literary content** rather than political cartoons. The main feature is **"Casey at the Bat,"** Ernest Lawrence Thayer's famous 1888 baseball poem. The text notes it's a "classic poem" humorously attributed to Shakespeare, Twain, and Homer, though it's actually about a baseball game in Mudville. The poem celebrates American baseball culture and the drama of a crucial moment in a game. The page includes two advertisements: 1. **Rocky Mountain Limited train** — promoting leisure travel from Chicago to Colorado, emphasizing escape from urban "cares, conventions and confines" to natural beauty. This reflects early 20th-century tourism marketing. 2. **Bromo-Seltzer** — a headache remedy, a common patent medicine advertisement of the era. There's also a **Spulman Picture Cigarettes** ad at the top. No political satire or caricature is evident on this page. It's primarily a leisure and consumer-focused magazine spread typical of early Life magazine's mix of literature, humor, and advertising.
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Sulnaf ftdute Cigabelldo Different from All Others F pent 10, 2Scts $0, $1.25: 100, $2.25: Plain or cork tipped. If not at your ‘xe sead prepaid upon receipt of price Mfra, 179 Madison St., CI (This classic poem is like spring. It always appears in periodical literature about the opening of the baseball season. It has variously been attributed to Wil- liam Shakespeare, Mark Twain and Homer.) Casey at the Bat The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day; The score stood four to two with but one inning more to play And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same, A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game. A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast They thought if- only y could get a whack at that— ‘ We'd put up even money now with Casey at the bat. But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake. And the former was a lult and the lat- ter was a cake; So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat, * For there seemed but little chance of Casey’s getting to the bat. But Flynn let drive a single, to the won- derment of all, And Blake, the much despised, tore the cover off the ball, And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred, There was Johnnie safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third Then from five thousand throats or more there rose a lusty yell; It rumbled through the valley; it rattled in the dell ; It knocked upon the mountain and re- coiled upon the flat, For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat. Would you enjoy the thrill of new life— the sensation of tingling blood coursing thro’ your veins—the living of a natural life away from the cares, conventions and confines of the sooty city? Then spend a vacation in Colorado. The de luxe Rocky Mountain Limited —Daily from Chicago to Colorado Springs and Denver direct— is ready to whirl you away upon a pleasant journey. Splendid cars—roomy berths —dining service superb— everything to make the trip atreat. A realization of all your anticipations. Other good trains each day from Chicago, St. Louis, Kansas City, Omaha, and Memphis for Colorado, Yellowstone Park and the Pacific Coast. Let me suggest a real vacation _ this summer in the Gold- en West. Our profusely illus- trated book, ‘Under the Turquoise Sky,” will prove invalu- able. Send for it at once. L. M. ALLEN Pass. Traffic Mer. 6 La Salle Station Chicago, IIL. There was ease in Casey’s manner as he stepped into his plac There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile on Casey’s face. And when, responding to the cheers, he 2 lightly doffed his hat, t No stranger in the crowd could doubt p "t was Casey at the bat CURES | Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with di HE A ACHES = Five thousand tongues applauded when | he wiped them on his shirt 10c., 25¢., 80¢. -4 and $1.00 Bottles. (Continued on page 942) comicbooks.com