Life, 1911-07-20 · page 10 of 40
Life — July 20, 1911 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains correspondence rather than political cartoons. The main image shows a large group of people gathered outdoors, labeled "DINNER" and captioned "POSTALS FROM THE FARM." The text consists of reader letters to Life magazine, including correspondence about a "Fresh Air Fund" (visible in the left column listing donations) and personal updates from readers. One letter mentions "William" and references Germany and Continental affairs, suggesting this was written during a period of international tension, likely the 1930s-40s era. The content is primarily personal correspondence and fundraising acknowledgments rather than satirical political commentary. Without clearer identification of specific figures or events in the photograph, the exact historical context remains unclear beyond being wartime or interwar period material.
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Life’s Fresh Air Fund ’s Fars Arr Fux en in operation twenty-four years. In ime it has expended $126,447.43. and it in the country t0 32730 ve of 1910, Lire’ foor city children . The Fund is supported entirely by bequests and voluntary contributions, which are ac- knowledged in this column, $4,363.85 Previously acknowledged. .....+++ Margaret Hutton Kemp......+ ™ Junius, nees and Marian ” CL. W,, Kinistino, Sask. May Yarnell.....+. Ik, Williamson.....- i D. Crimmins.. 3 Wi . Quincy. Joseph M. Low.. Clarence C. Buel... ou ber of the W. J.C. W. May, Sallie and Helen... ‘LIFE: Aldrich Confers With Ballingford Affairs on the Other Side of the Water are Waiting, Pend- ing Our Spec ‘al Correspondent's Arrival—Meanwhile, the United States Treasury, with Our Correspondent’s Ap- proval, Will Be Open to a Select Few—Dear Old Newport BY J. BOUNDER BALLINGFORD, HODE ISLAND, July 18th. I have been closeted with Aldrich all day. He sent for me to come over here before going ahead with his bank scheme. In the meantime Germany and Wil- liam will have to wait. I can’t be patch- ing things up on the Continent continu- An Old Subscriber Cash. In Memory of J. A. M. and M. K. M.. : In Memory of Lloyd, from the Lincoln School. . In Memory of H. S. G The Czar and William will have to get along the best they can until I have time to ar- range affairs here. My country first cvery time. Here's a letter I just got DINNER POSTALS FROM THE FARM Live's Far, Braxcnvitee, Coxy, 1am coming home July 19 and as soon as I come home I will ‘go over by you I am getting as fat as a pig. I am afraid I will bust. “Ask Minnie Kramer and Lizzie Rien- ker to send me a postle or letter with their address on it Hoping you are all well. Remember Write Soon. Kisses From Far. Dear Farner & Moriter: Please ans. this card. How is everybody How do you feel? Did it Sunday? Mertha and I are getting & rosy. The food is very healthy to bed 8 o'clock & get up 6 o'clock. ¢ out here. Is anything the m: ome? I sent 2 post cards already 8 never received any answer. T hope to hear from you as soon as possible, I send my love & kisses. Your loving daughters. from William. Pathetic, isn't it? Dear old Bounder: _ Since we roomed together at the Corona- tion T have missed you terribly, The fact is, I get tired of the court routine, and. your refreshing manners were a novelty.” When you broke into the Duke of Marlborough's town house at one o'clock in the morning to get_a special Sunday feature for your paper, at was worth while. I laugh heartily every time I think of it. We Germans are behind the times, About all we can do is to corner trade and conquer smaller peoples. Well, old. man, come when you can. 1 want to show you a new picture I have just painted. Faithfully, Wittrast, Wonderful how lonesome these kings get without me! Of course, I can't leave Pierpont Morgan just now with all these criticisms coming up against him and with him running for President soon. LIFE’S SPECIAL CORRESPONDENT Newport is looking fine. I visit in a new place every day. Have been grad- zlly sleeping in every house on Belle- vue avenue. It's a great thing to be a refined newspaper man. Nobody can refuse me for fear I will tell the truth about them, As if there was any such danger! Last night I was staying at the house of a fat old woman, just off—but I as I am saving her for a special Sunday fea- ture. They own their own home and keep hired help—about forty of them. She's been getting another divorce from her husband, who is a Wall Street mag- nate, and I borrowed a couple of thou- and from her on the strength of the fact that she wanted a few months’ rest from notoriety. She'll get tired of this at the end of two weeks, however, and just beg me to print anything about her. When you get used to having your name in the papers you miss it when they don’t reveal something about you, no atter how disgusting it is. I know an old chap who is writing a series of fer- vent love letters to a young girl in hopes that next year they will all be published. Aldrich isn’t looking as chipper as he was last year. “What's the matter with you, old in?” asked, sat together. You must have been letting some of this notoriety get on your nerves. Non- sense! Other great men have been in the rubber business before you and made money out of it, too.” “T can stand almost anything,” said Aldrich, “but when they accuse me of trying to lower the tariff, that's too much. When they accuse me of trying to get up a scheme to help the country out in a panic, that’s more than I can bear. By the way, Bounder, that’s what I wanted to see you about.” “Your new bank scheme?" “ Sh—don't call it by that name really a philanthropic enterpris “How do you work it?” “Well, you see, it’s like this: Up to the present time, if an honest man like myself or Pierpont Morgan or Tom Ryan or any of the rest of the Alias Club wanted money, he has had to won't mention her name just no as we It’s comicbookMeam