Life, 1912-08-29 · page 7 of 42
Life — August 29, 1912 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two separate pieces: **Top cartoon**: A decorative header showing people at desks labeled with letters, illustrating writing or literary work. **"Those New Verbal Wrinkles"**: A poem by Willis Leonard Clanahan advising writers against using outdated clichés. It specifically warns against phrases like "blushed," "went crimson," "paled," "turned pale," and "went white" when describing female characters' emotional reactions. The satire targets overworn Victorian literary conventions that Life's audience would recognize as tired, melodramatic writing. **"The Point of View"**: A sketch depicting an automobile driving through mountainous countryside, with a farmer commenting on the "flat, uninteresting region" as seen from the car. The cartoon satirizes how technology (automobiles) changes perspective—literally and figuratively—altering how people experience landscape.
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RU | FI Cocos oocossee Sos RUMI ea SL I © @e2® e® I cS cS aa a TE aa BNET | y! novelists, both great and small, Ye poets, too, who yearn to write, Remember this, when comes the call A glowing Remember this, however rushed By characters who roam in herds, Don't ever say your heroine “ blushed,” But she “went crimson” at his words. Ye fiction-grinders, one and all, Ye poets, too, who sling a pen, Come, hearken to this friendly call, And lend your cars yct once again: When you are rounding up a tale— For heaven knows you all will write— Don't say “she paled,” “turned pa “ grew pale,” But that the lady fair “went white.” Willis Leonard Clanahan, The Point of View “TCHIS section is almost mountain- ous,” remarked the pedestrian to his companion as they trudged along a country road one summer’s day carrying heavy grips. “Yes, it's a bit hilly,” said the far- mer a few minutes later as he drove his guest from the station in the big buckboard. ice, rolling country this,” ob- served the automobilist to his chauf- feur as they whizzed by in a big tour- ing car. “Gee, what a flat, uninteresting re- gion,” thought the aviator, looking down as he sailed over it in his majes- tic biplane. HE man who goes into politics as a business has no business to go into politics. THE CHANCE OF ® LIFETIME! comicbooks.com