Life, 1914-07-09 · page 32 of 40
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This page contains **humorous anecdotes and advertisements** rather than political cartoons. The satirical content mocks American social conventions and language: **Key Jokes:** 1. **"A Substantial Existence"**: A Boston pastor asks a 93-year-old woman the secret to her vigor. Her blunt reply—"Victuals" (food)—satirizes sentimental religiosity by reducing spiritual comfort to plain eating. 2. **"Tender-Hearted"**: Mocks false sentimentality; a man who lets his cat sleep in coal, then orders soft coal instead, shows absurd rather than genuine kindness. 3. **"Too Often"**: Cynical wordplay—George Ade's quip that "mitigate" (actually "migrate"?) spells marriage "often" suggests marriage frequently ends in separation. 4. **"Troublesome Gender"**: A child struggles with Latin grammar's gendered nouns, confusing pronouns—satirizing the impracticality of classical education for American schoolchildren. The **advertisements** (Mallo cigarettes, Pebbleford bourbon, Baldwin drinking cups) occupy significant space, typical of Life's revenue model.
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SOR LETT ORARIES 76S A Substantial Existence The pastor of a well-known Boston church was calling a short while ago on a dear old lady, one of the “pillars” of the church to which they both be- longed. Looking upon her sweet, moth erly face, which bore few tokens of her ninety-three years of earthly pilgrimage, he was moved to ask her: “My dear Mrs. Adams, what has been the chief source of your wonderful strength and sustenance during all these years? Wh: do you consider has been the real basis of your extraordinary vigor of mind and tody, and has becn to you an unfailing comfort through joys and sorrows which must come to all of God's creatures? Tell me, that I may pass the secret to others, and, if possible, profit by it mysel The good pastor waited with unusual cagerness for the old lady’s reply, which she gave, after a moment's reflection, while her kindly old eyes were dimmed with tears. “ Victuals,” she answered, briefly. —Harper’s. Tender-Hearted “He is the most tender-hearted man T ever saw.” “Kind to animals?” “1 should say so. Why, when he found the family cat insisted on sleeping in the coal-bin, he immediately ordered a ton of soft coal."—Tit-Bits. Too Often According to the Washington Star, Mr. George Ade was sitting with a little girl of cight, who looked up from her “ Hans Christian Andersen” and asked: “Does m-i-t-a-g-e spell marriage, Mr. Ade?" “Often, my child,” said the cynical bachelor.—Youth'’s Companion. Comfort Without Extravagance, Hotel Woodstock, New York Gane: He claims he is a descendant of a great fami Yes, and he is still descend- cinnati_ Enquirer, for a Quarter of a Century Cork Tips in the Mil Yellow Label Box soft. rich whiskey CA fen the flavor ofanold taitage Bottled = Old fashioned dis in Bond lhe — ; ripened by q ¢ only. PEBBLEFORD Old Fafhioned Quality Kentucky Bourbon CLEAR SPRING DISTILLING CO, BOURBON, NELSON COUNTY, KY. Common Drinking Cups fre probibited by law in moet States. Many ofthe k U.S. safetra itera “tices bet WATER HITS HERE OPENS AND FILLS ness houses and factors i" ‘CUP srhee stopping." Our handy ‘el 1-Repeasne) TA TARA. KUP ce con furnished free with ready te hang up by the Sry aca at ce pag rORcesTER. MASS, 2 Devt. G. HrTHCO. MISTAINETERS, BOSTON, BALDWIN FINBACK | DRINKING CUP Troublesome Gender The trouble that Latin gender gives to American boys and girls who are strug- gling with the rudiments of that tonguc should inspire in them a sympathetic feeling for a small descendant of the race of Attila who found the gender of our English nouns and pronouns a stum- bling block. A solid little figure trudged up to the librarian in the children’s room. “ That little boy,” he declared, indicating the rest of the room vagucly with his taumb, “he hit me.” The “liberry teacher” followed him back across the room until the accusing thumb halted near a table where sat a guilty-looking child about half the size of the plaintiff. The accuser explained: “That little boy, she-hit me. That little boy is a little girl; but he has short hair, and when I point at him, she hits me. —Youth’s Companion. “cee! + HE SMELLS LIKE A Do SOMICBOOKS. com