ComicBooks.com Register / Loginit's free!

Life, 1915-04-08 · page 36 of 44

Life — April 8, 1915 — page 36: what you’re looking at

📖 Open the full issue in the page-flip reader →
Life — April 8, 1915 — page 36: Life, 1915-04-08

What you’re looking at

This page is primarily **advertising and humor columns** with no political cartoons. The content includes: **"He Hadn't Heard"** — A brief joke mocking geographical ignorance: a tourist doesn't know where the Dead Sea is, hasn't heard of any seas being sick. It's mild absurdist humor about American ignorance. **"The Truth At Last"** — A clergyman announces a mission to "the heathen," shocking parishioners. When they ask what to do without him, he replies he won't leave town. The satire: clergy allegedly avoid actual missionary work despite their rhetoric. **"College Town Democracy"** — A poem satirizing Boston's social hierarchy. The famous couplet mocks Brahmin exclusivity: "Where the Cabots speak only to Lowells, / And the Lowells speak only to God." It contrasts this with Yale's supposedly more democratic character. This was contemporary Boston social commentary about old-money exclusivity. The page is mostly **product advertisements** (Allen's Foot-Ease, Egyptian Deities cigarettes, art studies).

📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

<< EGYPTIAN | DEITIES | “The Utmast in Cigarettes” Panknlorcork ip | People of culture refinement and education incanchly PREFER He Hadn't Heard Deuies b any other cigarette Where is the Dead Sea? Don't know, know where ni. T didn’t even know any were sick, ma‘am.” —Yonkers Statesman. Ritters are appetizing go seme The Truth At Last A San Francisco clergyman recently at the close of his sermon announced that in the course of the week he ex- pected to go on a mission to the heathen, One ‘of the parishioners exclaimed, “Why, my dear doctor, you have never told us one word of this before. It leaves us unprepared, What shall we do?” rother,” said the minister, solemnly, “1 shall not leave town,” Argonant, ALLEN’S FOOT-EASE ——osscc Pere iis in ue || ASK, Your | Blacksmith) Shake Into Your Shoes man's pockets, ma'am, except three but- You can't afford to do without them. —- | tons, one handkerchief and a receipted Sot choaceay reat idiees of aeaii. Allen's Foot= Ease, the antiseptic powder | bill. | you from loss of shoes and for tho feet. It relieves painful, swollen, de! . needless shoeing bills.” The Capewell” iarting, tender, nervous feet, and ‘takes the Tux Sonmxc INqvinee: A receipted feunequalled in holding power, safety tthe thing for Dill! Then ‘tain't my husband. and driving qualities. —Tit-Bits. “ Fatuer,” said little Rollo, “ what is g ART STUDIES relief for ingrowing nails, sweating, callous appendicitis? | We have over 80 " / Den Pictures ia Bewitchiag Poses tai anil tired, aching feet. We have over 30.000 App aon,” timonials, TRY IT TO-DAY. Sold every- Appendicitis, ry saswered the Genuine photos from living models on double. where 25cts. Do not aceept any substitute. deep-thinking father, “is something that weight stock. 3 swell berets, aes & for Se o SE. with order for 6 | “Ina pinch, TRIAL PACKAGE enables a doctor to open up a man’s Chal? 6 cabinets, two 6Mpx8%s. 2h en tows FREE croc: —_ anatomy and remove his entire bank jae, Meaey bert It oot ae ee account.”"—Laltimore Sun. fe) KING Co., 4001-1, Andover. 0. College Town Democracy The question of the democracy of Yale and New Haven, as compared with the aristocracy of Harvard and Boston, has been revived by the Rev. Dr. Samuel C Bushnell, of Boston, a prominent Yale ° alumnus, and Dean Jones, of Yale. Dr. green and yellow Dushnell made it public at the banquet of the Waterbury Alumni Association, when he recited the following poem: The superb liqueur of the a : : ‘m from good old Roston. ages. Unvarying in char- The home of the bear and the cod, : Where the Cabots speak only to Lowells, acter—unsurpassed in ex- | And the Lowells speak only to God. cellence. | Dr. Bushnell sent the poem to Dean Jones, of the academic department of The Monks’ Famous Cordial see ne Be eee ‘ eared : Here's to the town of New Haven minjer & C New . | The home of the Truth and the Light, Sole Where God talks to Jones . In the very same tones That he uses with Hadley and Dwight. —Boston Traveler.