Life, 1910-09-22 · page 14 of 40
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This page satirizes upper-class hypocrisy about family values and marital fidelity. The Van Ingen-Smythes are a wealthy couple who congratulate themselves on their "perfect frankness" and letting each family member do "exactly as they wish"—code for tolerating infidelity and loose behavior. The joke unfolds through their daughter Evelyn and son Alfred's casual announcements: she's traveling with a man (Billy) she may marry; he's just married a chorus girl (Miss Groogan) and is leaving for Europe. The parents accept each revelation with transparent indifference, revealing their supposed principle of "family agreement through frankness" is actually moral permissiveness disguised as sophistication. The illustration shows Evelyn playfully riding a mechanical cat, reinforcing the theme of childish, consequence-free behavior among the wealthy. The satire mocks Gilded Age pretense—the facade of proper values masking actual moral laxity.
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470 Mr. van 1.-S Mrs. van I getting jealous, Mr. van L- how to set about it. Armistead! Jealous, my dear? oe oie Apropos of Charley Greenbaugh? I really believe you are I shouldn't know Besides, you know I have always said that nothing so contributes to a happy marriage as letting both parties do exactly as they wish. have always lived up to my belief. I trust I I.-S.: You have, Armistead—you have done exactly as you wished. Mr. van L-S.: And you, likew ¢, my dear. And see how united we have always been! Mrs. van L.-S.: Precisely. (The portiéres into the hall are thrown open and Miss Evelyn van Ingen a dashing, handsome girl of automobile costume. maid with grip, rug Miss van INGE hello! I had no idea I'd find you in New York—and together, too! Well, Ma; well, Pa (nods to them in turn). Hope you had a pleasant summer? Mr. van L-S.: Lonely, but endur- able, my child. Miss van L-S. (to maid): Just put my things down there, Yvonne. It's not worth while taking them upstairs, as I'm off again at four. (Looks at watch on her wrist.) Mr. van I.-S.: If not indiscreet, may 1 ask to what part of the world you are bound for this time? Of course, if for any reason— Miss van I.-S.: Oh, no, not at all. I think nothing so conduces to family agreement as perfect frankness. Mrs. van 1.-S.: Precisely what your father was saying when you came in, my dear. Miss van L-S.: Indeed? Well, I'm off for a tour of the West with the Langleys. Billy’s been bothering me to death to marry him and if I'm not worn to the bone by him by the time we reach Chicago, I rather think I will. Mr. van I.-S.: How interesting! Mrs. VAN S.: I'm sure very dutiful in you to tell us, my dear. Some daughters would have neglected to consult their parents. Miss van I.-S.: Oh, T-am incapable of that, Ma! If I do marry Billy, you may be sure I'll send you a wire. By the way, I saw Alfred in the park to- day. Thad no idea he was in America. Mrs. van L-S.: Is the dear boy back? How I should love to see him! awenty: ete.) ymythe enters. 0, and wears She is followed by a French She is Suytue (in surprise): Why, “1 LOVE “ITTLE PUSSY, HER COAT IS SO WARM, AND IF [DON’T HURT HER SHE’LL DO ME I'm afraid I shan’t, though, as I'm off to-morrow for Asheville. Mr. van L-S.: In that case, perhaps I can give you a lift, my dear, as far as Norfolk or Charleston? I'm think- ing of making a little cruise South, Mrs. van I.-S.: Thanks, very much, but I'm afraid— Mr. van I.-S.: Oh, suit yourself, my dear. I always say that nothing so contributes toward— (Porticres into the hallway open, and Mr, Alfred van Ingen-Smythe en- ters. He is a young man of twenty- four, tall, slight and bored, and smokes @ cigarette.) Aurrep van I.-S.: Hello, people! You here? It’s really surprising how often we all meet, isn’t it? Well, Dad, have a pleasant summer? Mr. van 1.-S.: Yes, thanks, you? Atrrep van I.-S.: Oh, so-so (glances at watch): By the way, I’m off this afternoon for Europe. Lucky we all met, isn’t it? And v0 ITARM."* Mrs, van I,-S.: For Europe? what takes you there Atrrep VAN I.-S.: Ahem! see, I've just been married— Mr. van L.-S. sas Mars. van 1 J} Married? Atrrep van I.-S.: I believe that’s what they call it. And we thought of taking a little jaunt around the world— Mr. van I. Very appropriate, I'm sure. Perhaps, though, if you have no objection to letting us know the name of our new daughter— Acrrep van I.-S.: Oh, none at all! She was Miss Editha Gwendolin Groogan—front row in the chorus down at the Naughty World Show. Mrs. van I.-S.: Really, my son, I think you might have— ALFRED VAN .: Oh, she’s all right, Ma. You'll like her first-rate when you get used to her. Pa’ll take to her on sight—especially if he sees her the way I did the first time. I got her to save the costume specially for him. Mr. van I.-S.: Ahem! Why, Well, you comicbooks.com