Life, 1913-06-26 · page 31 of 45
Life — June 26, 1913 — page 31: what you’re looking at
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This page contains **satirical advertisements and humorous poetry** rather than political cartoons. **Main Content:** The dominant feature is a **Prince Albert tobacco advertisement** featuring a silhouetted man smoking a pipe. The ad emphasizes that P.A. tobacco won't "bite your tongue" or "parch your throat"—addressing common complaints about pipe smoking. It's framed as a lighthearted debate between characters ("the Squire") who advocate for switching to this brand. **Supporting Material:** "A Thermometorial Love Song" by Ethel Watts Mumford is a comedic poem about summer heat preventing romance—the repeated refrain "it's too hot to love" plays on the thermometer reading of 92 degrees. **Lower Content:** A brief satirical piece mocks industrialist **Andrew Carnegie**, suggesting he's so wealthy and shrewd that he's likely arranged his heavenly accommodations and insurance in advance—typical early-20th-century satire targeting the ultra-rich. The page is primarily **commercial content** (tobacco and jewelry ads) interspersed with light humor.
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incisal iin Lar. PsleIPESEr A Thermometorial Love Song “Every pipe’s a THE sea is a darkling sapphire, Hanne Late ed ras As falls the evening dew. with PA.” The last red sunset glory Has paled at the sight of you. And I long to hold you fast, but, oh! The thermometer’s ninety and two! The stars will throb in beauty As the moon sails slow above. They know my heart's deep rapture, They know that your heart approves. They know how I crave your kisses; But, oh, it’s too hot to love! Your eyes have a languid glory, And your hair is a curly queue. Your small white hand goes out to me For a mug of the cooling brew; | And I dare not kiss your ruby lips— ‘| es you howdy-do to P.A.in t toppy red bag The thermometer’s ninety and two! | For Cupid's wings, like Icarius’ Melt when too near the sun, And his ribbon blue, is a Nessus shirt Ere the torrid day be done. Oh! mine is the fate of Tantalus, ed limi Masta eiuat ener NO spe it to . " e e 9 ENVOY Paling Sinialorcel P. A. joy smokin "Tis very far from true. My mood, of a truth, is melting, As I pen this billet-doux— “There isn’t any law against joy smoking providing your old jimmy pipe is tamped down with P. A, Says the Squire : But, oh! it’s too hot for loving— The mercury’s ninety and two! | “Fine? Why, smoking those tongue-broiling brands is penalty Ethel Watts Mumford. enough for anyone who hasn’t switched yet to | “Why, if I could impose sentence on every unconverted pipe fan, I’d say, ‘30 days on P. / I reckon there wouldn't be any appeals after the first whiff.” PRINCE ALBERT the national joy smoke ‘ 5 ©) Going Away? You are apt to need ning ping a ‘ianer ~ | P. A. can’t bite your tongue, can’t parch your throat. All the flare-back has been removed by a coat, and will take it, of © | patented process. Patented—get that? No one else can use it. course. Don’t forget that Krementz Bodkin-Clutch Bay P. A, in the toppy red bags, Sc, or tidy red tins, 10¢; in pound or half-pound humidors. Sold everywhere. R. J. REYNOLDS TOBACCO COMPANY Winston-Salem, N. C. tnchor, tl micatonally sensed tare made not only in the finest qval- bbe leer leper ny | Seat oene aye ow stones — bat in the less expensive Canny Rolled Cold Plate, socially ‘sted HEN Mr. Carnegie sold out to the United S Toss. that in case there was an income tax any es Steel Trust he arranged it so mar oee ' time in the future he would not Atall fret clase jewelers and have to pay it on the bonds he owned, the amount of which has been variously ey ; | estimated from two hundred to four hundred millions. We hope that the canny 60 Chestast Street, Newark, N. J. | Mr. Carnegie has provided in like measure for his celestial visit—which we trust may be postponed as long as may be. The expense of keeping up a large comfortable mansion in Heaven—such as Mr. Carnegie deserves—must be considerable. We have no doubt that Mr. Carnegie has already arranged that the repairs shall be made by the owner and that in case of fire he will be in receipt of a suitable insurance. comicbooks.com