Life, 1911-07-06 · page 16 of 44
Life — July 6, 1911 — page 16: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Life* magazine features three distinct satirical pieces: 1. **"Latest from Wall Street"**: A mock financial report treating absurd items (umbrellas, goloshes, goats) as stock commodities. The satire mocks Wall Street's volatility and the herd mentality of traders during the early 1900s financial markets. 2. **"That Japanese Craze"**: A humorous poem by Irving Dillon lamenting the Japanese aesthetic fad sweeping America. The speaker complains his entire home is filled with Japanese objects—from mattings to fans to "Jappy" clothing—making him "Japa-nutty." This reflects the Japonisme craze popular among wealthy Americans in this era. 3. **Small illustrated section on flies**: Six detailed drawings of different fly species (Gad Fly, Black Fly, May Fly, Bluebuttle Fly, Horse Fly, Spanish Fly), likely continuing from earlier content. 4. **Brief mention of Maggie Papakura**: A Maori chief who honorably supplied ammunition to besieged enemies for fair combat, now "civilized." The page exemplifies *Life*'s satirical approach to contemporary American trends and follies.
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16 Latest from Wall Street O* account of the rain Monday, there was quite a heavy selling of Um- brellas Preferred in and around the Stock E In spite of this, how- ever, Umbrellas continued to go up dur- ing the entire period. There was also some borrowing in this stock for future delive Goloshes Common were easy and clastic On Tuesday the Board of Governors net and decided that Wall Street should pay no attention to the extra session of Congress, on the ground that it is too important. About noon prices again be- came peevish. They would neither fluc- tuate, liquidate nor disburse. London was advised and King George held a long consultation with Morgan's English secretary. Shortly thereafter the market eased off and brokers began to offer a choice supply of Rembrandt, Ve- lasquez, Whistler, and Moriarity, but as the prices did not attract the public the trading remained professional and con- noisseur-like. On Wednesday and Thursday the Learish activity was decidedly more bull- ish. On account of the limited supply of Jambs, it was decided to introduce goats into the trading. It is claimed by experts that goats will be much better ble to digest such securitie: Cop- per, Steel, Smelters and Tin. Harlem was notified and the market cased on, On Friday a strange thing happened. Long before the opening, while many of the brokers were still asleep in their Jersey beds, prices became uneasy and began to fluctuate. This was never heard of before. They became so un- ruly that the trainers had to call in the itors and the janitors had to call in police. Finally a reporter arrived h a supply of rumors. These were thrown into the overwrought prices and then they cased off to await the opening Saturday: Bank statement Ts fact that Teddy was in England did not occur to the Prince until he heard himself called an unqualified ‘LIPE* That Japanese Craze HERE'S walls, And Japanese storks in all the halls, A Japanese gong to dinner calls Ina tone that’s weird and wheezy; Japanese gods along the stair, And bamboo what-nots everywhere, And Japanese dolls with funny hair— It makes one Jap-uneasy! Japanese paper on the Wistaria vines adorn each room, And cherry blossoms all in bloom, And iris done in tints that “ boom "— Tints that they call “effective”; And landscapes—yellow, blue and grecn— The kind no mortal eye has se With Geishas sprancing in between In marvelous perspective! Japanese mattings on the floor, And Japanese fans above the door, Of squatty gods a score or more Enough one's lack to Jonah; My smoking coat is Yeddo-bluc, Designed for some heathen Nanki Poo. Wife's house gown? Yes! That's Jappy, too— An orange and green kimona! We've Japanese tables set for tea And Japanese china quaint to see, And Japanese “dainties "—that taste to me Like a mixture of prunes and putty; And twixt Jap things here and Jap things there, Japlets to eat and Japs to wear, ‘And an odor of Jap in the very air— I'm getting Japa-nutty ! Irving Dillon. AGGIE PAPAKURA, the Maori chief, while besieging a British nent in a native New Zealand forti- fication, learned that the foe had run out of ammunition. He at once sent in a supply, so as to make the fight a fair one. Maggie has since been civilized. Exercise OULD we all be better men if we took quantities of systematic, hard exercise like President Taft, Colonel Roosevelt and the polo players? Tt seems to be good for Presidents. They have to keep always in condition for positive performance. They must talk on demand—talk with vigor and say something; they must decide a score of important matters daily at sight, and need to have all their wits about them, because it is an embarrassment when they decide wrong. The executive men seem to require exercise, the amount to vary according to their weight and phys- ical habit. They are in the position of persons who must hit the line hard, and that seems to take physical energy, even though the effort is an effort of imind and will and not of body. But ruminative and contemplative per- sons, whose job is to think things out and come to wise conclusions and make wise decisions about them, seem often to prosper with the least amount of bodily exertion that will keep their nerves calm and their digestions in order. Their en- ergy scems to go to their brains, with- out so much diversion of it to physical maintenance. Emerson was no athlete, though prob- ably a fair walker; Mr. Morgan takes no exercise except in pulling at cigars; Mr. Root has been known to go to Muldoon's and take treatment, but otherwise seems to take little exercise; Mr. Milburn, the lawyer, father of the great Milburn, the international polo player, rests at times, but gets his exer- cise much as Mr. Morgan does; there is probably no one living who ever saw Mr. Choate take any hard physical exercise. If Mr. Taft had gone on the bench in- stead of to the White House he would never have had a trainer to chase him around his bedroom for forty minutes every morning before breakfast. Exercise seems to be one of the bit- ter penalties of greatness. If you don't want to be great, but just a lawyer or a banker or a poct or a judge, you needn't take much. But if you insist upon being a President or a Mayor or a polo player or a creative writer of best sellers, you had best make up your mind to go round the track. ADAME ANNA FILOSOFOFF, the veteran leader of the woman's movement in Russia, has made a name for herself, although one less remark- able than that of the great actress, Ma- dame Komizharschefsky. PLIES Bluebottle Fly House Fly Spanish Fly comicbook Meum