Life, 1915-07-08 · page 34 of 44
Life — July 8, 1915 — page 34: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several short humorous anecdotes and a notable political poem titled "Joy of the Devil at Comstock's Decline." **The Political Content:** The poem celebrates the apparent decline of Anthony Comstock, the famous (or infamous) anti-obscenity crusader who led the New York Society for the Suppression of Vice. The poem satirizes Comstock's strict censorship by having "demons" and "spirits of evil" rejoice that morality will no longer constrain art, literature, theater, and film. References to "unclothed statues," books freed from prudish dress codes, and artists no longer fearing jail mock Comstock's aggressive suppression campaigns. **The Humor:** The three brief jokes above address marriage, constitutional rights, and wives' roles—typical Light Magazine fare of the era, using domestic situations for gentle comedy. The page also contains period advertisements (Hardman Tires) and a Canoe Club Regatta announcement, typical of Life's mixed-content format.
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Z WZ WZ A Wanderer “Are you married, my woman asked a sailor. “Yes, indeed, mum—married and fourteen children.” “Poor fellow, traveling about like this! And don’t you ever get homesick?” “Only when I'm home, mum."—Fun, man?” a Surprised “T have just been reading the Con- stitution of the United States.” Well?” “And I was surprised to find out how many rights a fellow really has.” —Pittsburgh Post, The Danger “Pa, a man’s wife is his better half, isn't she?” “We are told so, my son.” “Then if a man marries twice there isn’t anything left of him, is there?” —Boston Transcript, “T WONDER IF YOU'RE THE LITTLE BIRD THAT TOLD MA T WAS INTO THE JAM! IP YoU ARE—TAKE THAT!” Joy of the Devil at Comstock’s Decline Spirits of Evil are dancing exultingly, Bacchanals whirl in a wild rigadoon, Demons of Deviltry crash catapultingly, Singing a joyous funereal tune. Bliss shall no longer be trammelled; tyrannical Morals no more shall be fetters for art; Crushed are the canons and Puritanical ; Unclothed statues appear in the mart. creeds Chant, O ye Monsters, and gallivant gleefully, Poets and painters can keep out of jail; Books needn't dress now so five-o'clock- teafully, Comstock no longer looks over the mail. Playwrights can thrill us to passionate sensclessness, Vice can disport on the film and the stage; Gotham delights in its moral defense- lessness ; Hail to the new Dionysian age! —New York Tribune. ultaneously in the Lire is published every Thursday, Canada and British Possessions, $3 foreign countries in the Postal Union, $1.04 a rent copies. 10 cents, Hack numbers, after three mont 25_cents. Issues prior to 1910 out of print The text aud illustrations in Live are copyrighted. Britain apply to Lire, 114 Hardman Tires are their own best sales- men. Through enduring, dependable service, they hold the pat- ronage and win the recommendation of their users. Try HardmanTires and you, too, will recommend them to your friends. Guaranteed for 5,000 miles. New York Office, 1904 Broadway Agencies in Boston, Philadelphia, Balti- more, St, Louis, San ‘Francisco, Providence, Buffalo, Houston and Newark, Paterson, other cities. na year in adva fear; to Canada, 5. ‘outhamptow Row, London, W’. United ance. ates, Great Britain, Additional postage to cents. Single cur- hs from date of publication, For, Reprint Rights in Great G. Lire is for sale by all newsdealers in Great Britain and may sellers in all the principal cities im the world. The foreign London Office, Rolls House, Breams Buildings, London, 3 No contribution will be retur unless accompanied by stamped and addressed re does mot hold itself responsible for the loss or nomreturn of unis tions. Prompt notification should be sent by subscribers of any change of address. *REGATTA~ 1 MENS & WOMENS TANDEM 2 WOMENS SINGLES SMENS SINGLES 5 gue SSS Cupid: TAKE MY ADVICE; PUT YOUR NAME DOWN FOR THE ST EVENT comicbooks.com