Life, 1910-08-04 · page 15 of 44
Life — August 4, 1910 — page 15: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three distinct pieces of satirical commentary: **"Juleps"** (left): A humorous poem celebrating mint juleps—Southern whiskey drinks—with detailed instructions. The accompanying cartoon shows a portly gentleman, likely representing Southern wealth or leisure culture, indulging in this iconic drink. **"Corrected"** (center): A brief anecdote mocking racial stereotypes. A Black man named Joshua Taylor is brought before a judge, who confuses him with the biblical Joshua. Joshua's witty response about "moonshine" (illegally distilled whiskey) serves as social commentary on prohibition-era lawbreaking and plays on period racial caricatures and dialect humor. **"Compromise"** (right): The serious piece defines political compromise philosophically, distinguishing "good" from "bad" compromise. The final line's reference to "T. R." (Theodore Roosevelt) suggests this critiques his approach to political negotiation, likely during a specific controversy from his presidency or post-presidency period. The contrasting figures illustrate opposing outcomes: one bloated from indulgence, one gaunt from worry.
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al in irom tiph ted ron 1 the tired from n for IP TAPT SHOULD CEASE TO LAUGH Juleps SMER in spicy print Sets forth her stock of mint; Many a fragrant hint Makes me so fretsome, you don't mind it—why, the chance passes by, t us grow busy. I Think we can get some. hen for some Bourbon, good, Drawn freshly from the wood; Sugar, I've understood, Brings out the flavor: Crush the leaves,—on advice € done so once or twice,- ~ nd then a lot of ice— Sharpness and savor. Ss. on every glass is lost, ut in a coat of frost: AND GROW FAT, AND Here’s joy at little cost! We the elect are! My, but it’s fine and cold! Treacherous, too, I'm told. Drink! Like the gods of old, We have our nectar! Julian Durand. Corrected HE offender was an old negro man— Joshua Taylor by name. When his case was called and Joshua appeared, the judge looked up, eyed Joshua, and mused aloud “Joshua, Joshua, why, he's the man that made the sun stand still, isn’t he?” “No, sah, Jedge,"” answered Joshua, “T makes the moonshine.” E’®s the truth in a nutshell has plenty of room WORRY AND GROW THIN Compromise A COmPRoMIS 2 is an arrangement by which one m ¢ a certain number of steps in the right direction at the same time one is taking a certain number of steps in the wrong direction If the number of wrong steps exceeds that of right steps then it is a bad compromise, or a compromise with the devil. If, however, the right steps out- number the wrong steps, then it is a good compromise, or, in the same way, a compromise with God Everything we do is a compromise, but all the quibbling and quarreling, the squabbling and scrapping, comes in de- termining whether a particular compro- mise is devilish or divine Ellis O. Jones T. R. is human; to forgive incline, comicbooks.com