Life, 1914-12-24 · page 12 of 40
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**Main Article: "Awake, Woman! Arise!"** Francis Griberson argues in the *International* that women's suffrage represents psychological awakening after centuries of unconsciousness. The author mocks this comparison, suggesting women have been in a "long psychological slumber" like Sleeping Beauty—but will be awakened by "the Princesses of Twentieth-Century Feminism" rather than romantic rescue. The satire targets both suffragists' grand rhetoric and dismissive attitudes toward women's political consciousness. **Secondary Humor Items:** "Liberty" depicts a boy ordering a "ptomaine cocktail" (food poisoning joke). "Spug" offers brief satirical advice on proper etiquette. The "Purrholi" cartoon shows a mother cat with a kitten. The page reflects early 20th-century American attitudes toward women's suffrage—simultaneously mocking both feminist activists and those resistant to women's political participation.
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Awake, Woman! Arise! RANCIS GRIERSON, in : the International, declares ~~ ) that the movement for woman | ve suffrage means the psycholog- ical awakening of women, which means, of course, that woman, since somewhere around about the year one, has been indulging in one long ‘ate! psychological slumber. This will come as a pleasant bit of news to millions of women everywhere, to those who are still asleep, as well as to those who are up and doing. They will be glad to know that their mothers and their foremothers and their ante-foremothers, throughout the plodding centuries, have been psychologically unconscious, which is a pretty high grade of unconsciousness, only waiting, like the fabled Sleeping Beauty, to be awakened, not by the Prince, but by the Princesses of Twentieth-Century Feminism, and not with a kiss—heaven preserve us from such unre- generate sentimentality!—but with a vote. Ring out, wild belles!’ Those of you who are already awake, bestir yourselves and carry the message to the rest of slumbering womankind. “\VOUNG Mr. Goodleigh is a true Christian,” said the deacon’s wife. “I guess that’s right,” replied the deacon. “He has gone to the Sunday-school picnic three years in succession.” Liberty A SMALL boy went up to the soda- water clerk and said: “Give me a ptomaine cocktail.” “ What's that?” “T want a ptomaine cocktail.” “That's a new one on me. Explain what it is.” “Well, I've just escaped from my home and I can do what I like. Now, every time I have seen anything T particularly liked, my mother would say, ‘No, you can’t have that. It's got ptomaines in it.’ And so I want a ptomaine cocktail, with all the pto- maines you can squeeze in. I’m out for the time of my life.” Spug GELECTING safely and sanely. PORREOM “OH, MAMMA, SEE THE POOR LITTLE KITTEN I FOUND, Guarding 'gains* gaudy gewgaws. AND 17’s BorLinc!” Practicing proper presenting. Urging united usefulness. IN THE WRONG CHIMNEY Here Where did Dr. Sigismund Schulz Gold- water get his ideas on dogs? Did they come with him from his native land? They certainly are not American. —Lire, November 26. Eprtor Tire: Poor old chap! I'm so sorry to spoil your fun—you have so little of it nowa- days. The fact is, however, that I was born in New York. Yours truly, S. S. Gorpwater. New Yorx, November 28, 1914. LAD to hear it, Doctor, but your ideas on dogs—certainly they are not natives of New York. Neither will they thrive here, nor have they thriven except in German cities. Go is no respecter of countries.