Life, 1914-07-30 · page 13 of 40
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This page from *Life* magazine (page 177) consists primarily of **text content, not cartoons**. It contains humorous poetry and social commentary about dancing and winter activities, with literary quotations sprinkled throughout. The main satirical point targets the **dancing craze of the 1920s**, mocking how obsessed society has become with dancing at all hours—"dinner and breakfast and tea"—and in inappropriate conditions like winter. The text humorously suggests this dancing mania rivals serious ailments ("Like death, it claims all seasons"). References include Shakespeare and other literary figures used ironically to comment on modern frivolity. The page concludes with a certificate from "Certified Public Accountants" regarding a *Life* picture-title contest, lending mock-official authority to the magazine's earlier satirical observations. The humor relies on **exaggeration and juxtaposition** of high literary culture against lowbrow popular obsessions.
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aE: There is a pleasure sure in being mad Which none but madmen know. The ruling passion, be it what it will, The ruling passion conquers reason still. Interests of the day were represented frequently in sug- gestions that the picture was “ psychological” or depicted “Castles in the air”, There was quite a consensus of belief that the prominent figures were “A Pair of D—d Fools” and that “All the fools are not dead yet”. “On with the dance, let joy be unconfined” or “ unre- fined” had many adherents, and there were quite a num- ber of contestants who thought the picture meant “Snow fun” or “It’s snow dance”, Of course, any one who suggested such a brilliant title as “Dancing in the Wintertime in Bathing Clothes on Broadway, New York”, really thinks he or she should have the prize, but the judges couldn’t quite see it that way. There were a number of these, similar and of equal merit. And then, of course, we had to submit to some caustic criticism, like that embodied in the suggested title, “I consider the picture void of the brilliant points of Lire as a publication and life as a reality” and “A damnphool puzzle editor’s idea of cleverness”. In spite of such un- friendly comment, we believe the contest has given Lire’s readers some amusement, and again Lire expresses its sense of appreciation for the wide interest that the contest has excited. Here are several titles that were not frequently dupli- cated and that received consideration from the judges: We ants never borrow and never lend. You wasted the summer. Go! Dance winter away.—Apologies to “Ant and Grasshopper”. He: We're great benefactors. Why? We've caused thousands to look at life in a hopeful mood.” How ridiculous and what a stranger he is who is surprised at anything which happens in life—From Marcus Aurelius, Methinks Brother Piety chose “Abide With Me”, And that these maxixeing bathers Be his progenie. A bear movement in the street. Lire’s Fresh Air Fun. If sensations were fleas, New York wouldn't even scratch. Never too cold to learn, Leading from his short suit. Old-fashioned remedies—A cold rag. A frost—the usual result of a free exhibition by American artists, If this were played upon a stage now, I would condemn it as an improbable fiction —(Twelfth Night.) The film that had no turning. “Take it for all in all, I shall not look upon its like again. (With apologies to Shakespeare.) When spring is in the blood, winter is a state of mind. 177 The female of the species is no crazier than the male. Much dancing hath made them mad. It is a cold day for the progressive parties who show sum- mery disregard for the national conventions, Let not convention mock their joy, forsooth, Nor winter scorn the short and simple garment of the youth. If we dance at dinner and breakfast and tea, Why not on the street in the garb of the sea? “ But let us enjoy frolic and dancing, and who will may heed seasons and clothin, Cold feet ne'er won fair lady. To dance in summer's garb on winter snow A lightness in both heels and head doth show. Some of cloaks and furs brag, But we keep warm with a simple “rag”. If she and I be pleased, what's that to you?—(Taming of the Shrew.) Aren't the bugs out early this year? The dancing craze to such proportions grown, Like death, it claims all seasons for its own. Hopping mad. What care we for propriety As long as we get notoriety? A waltz street flurry, and that snow joke. On, on with the dance while they’re yet unconfined, A fook there was and he made a show Of himself and wife in the Broadway snow. Weather forecast—Severe cold to-morrow. He appears mad indeed but to a few, because the majority is infected with the same disease—Horace. Perhaps it is a good thing to have an unsound hobby ridden hard, for it is sooner ridden to death. Such fantastic tricks before high heaven as make the angels weep.—Shakespeare, “But it is absurd, my lord.” “Tut, tut, sir! Nothing is too absurd to happen in life.” —Vanity Fair. A warm act in a cold setting gets an indifferent audi- ence.—David Belasco. é Tell us when you've finished, moving-picture man, We are almost frozen, Hustle, if you can. Cherchez the Movie Man, Lire holds Miss Ackley’s receipt for the check for $500, and also the following certificate from the accountants who handled the replies: We Hereny Certiry that we have supervised the handling of the replies in Lirr’s $500 Picture Title Contest just closed ; that of 74,658 titles submitted by contestants, 69,825 complied with the published conditions; that all of these titles, after being rendered impersonal and uniform by being typed on filing cards, were submitted to the judges for consideration; that at no time during the contest did the judges know the identity of the contestants, and that the exact title finally selected by the judges was submitted by only one contestant. Lysranp, Ross Bros. & Montcomery, Certified Public Accountants. comicbooks.com