Life, 1911-07-13 · page 10 of 44
Life — July 13, 1911 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several distinct sections rather than a unified cartoon: **"Life's Fresh Air Fund"** lists donors to a children's charity program. **"Boys"** is a poem by Carolyn Wells celebrating different types of boys—some crude, some fine, some shy or bold—ultimately praising "the boy who belongs to us." **"Foren Tungs"** is a humorous piece questioning whether people could think better using foreign languages instead of English, playing on the phrase "foreign tongues." **"Back from the Coronation"** references Mrs. Mosquito of Hackensack Meadows, likely a satirical character commenting on the (British royal?) coronation. **"One of the Old Trees"** is a photograph showing children playing in/around a large tree. The page mixes light humor, domesticity, and charitable appeals typical of Life's satirical-yet-family-friendly approach.
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54 Life’s Fresh Air Fund Inclusive of 1910, Live's Fersit Arr Fuxo has been in operation twenty-four years. In that time it has expended $126,447.48 and has given a fortnight in the country t0 32,730 foor city children, The Fund is supported entirely by bequests and voluntary contributions, which ere ac knowledged in this column, y acknowledged. s+ $4,086.8: In memory : Caroline C, Ken: FR, N, ~ S. Sanford. Samuel Ht Ordway atin. . Lhe ‘athan Todd Porver, Jr. of one who was faith ful in every relation of life” 10.00 ara Chan. 3.00 York 100.00 Helen H. wa $00 Gladys) Wheeler: na kK. M Learned. ACKNOWLEDGED WITHE THANKS. A bundle of boys’ clothing from Mrs. R. C. bers, Narragansett ‘Two Diamond tires for the Farm aut from Herbert Irene R., Alien: NJ Postals from the Farm Dear Ma, Master . I just rite you these few lines to Tet you know we are having a fine time for our self hoping to find you all well tell Mrs. Manley that I'send my best regards. oodby Dear Josie . please wait tll next summer coming we wont forget yow all right if the lordspares you will will just take you out here to us weil ‘as all of ous. Please give my regard to mamie, Goodby essseees Dear Mamma. Friday we went out picking Huckleberriy And Thursday we went for cherries. climbed a tree and I got Ettie and Marion all the cherries I could get for them. We are going to church Sunday. The catholics in their church and Proicens in their Dear Pars axo Maxtsta I let you know we are all well hoping to hear from you me and charlie are in the best of health Charles has red checks he has a very good time. Charles has a lot cf milk. Pease send us some money. It is not my fault that you did not receive any postals for I have sent two postals, From your joving son seeeeeee Drax Para axo Maw We arrived saily at the country as soon as we came we were told to play ball. Af. ter that we were called in and. Charles two bowls as big as his head and bread, crackers, cake, ginger snaps. While me ‘the same.’ Chartes feels fine be loves the fresh a From your lovi Desk Mawa this is a grand plase I had for supper last night 3 bowls of milk ginger snaps lemon crackers and more crackers from your dear daughter ‘LIFE# Boys HERE are ever so many kinds of boys— Rollos and Boys that are rough, And boys that are made of a finer stuff. Boys who try, in their blundering way, A kindly, chivalrous thing to say And only succeed in stammering out Some words whose incaning is left in doubt. Boys who are awkward, boys who are bold, Boys who will never do as they are told ; toys who are bashful and painfully shy, Who can't be at ease however they try Boys who are dull and boys who are bright ; Roys who are always ready to fight. Boys with ambition and boys without, Boys who whistle and boys who shout; Boys who whecdle and boys who tease, Boys who wear holes in their trouser- knees. And of them all, which is the best? Away ahead of all the rest? ‘ommys and. Fauntleroys; crude and blunt and not a matter we need discuss— He's just the boy who belongs to us! Carolyn Wells, OW sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is for a wise court to render an indecisive decision. BACK FROM THE CORONATION Mrs, Mosquito of Hackensack Mead. YES, WE CEKTAINLY MAVE AD a LOVELY TIME AND WE CAN SAY NOW THTAT WE HAVE ROYAL BLOOD IN US. ows: Foren Tungs K! SD of a shock, isn’t it? Don’t quite like it, do you? Could a man breathe ten times better with ten lungs than with one lung? Why not teign longues? You write foreign tongues. If there’s reason in forcign tongues. why not in teign longus? If you think your brain might work: better with some of the cobwebs dusted off, drop a line for some interesting in formation to the Simplified Spelling Board, 1 Madison avenue, New York. ONE OF THE OLD TREES