Life, 1915-11-25 · page 32 of 44
Life — November 25, 1915 — page 32: what you’re looking at
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## Main Cartoon: "The Ubiquitous Hurriers" This satirizes the frenetic pace of modern American life. The cartoon depicts doctors fleeing a patient, with dialogue emphasizing constant rushing ("I can't stop now," "never had so much to do"). The joke: even medical professionals abandon their duties because they're too busy—a critique of society's obsession with staying occupied. ## Secondary Content: "The Chubby Girl" Poem A light satirical poem by Irving Dillon celebrating the return of fuller-figured women to fashion, mocking the previous trend toward "geometric" slimness. It's social commentary on changing beauty standards. ## "Our Presidents" Section This humorously proposes requirements for U.S. Presidents, including absurd qualifications (ability to "read, write and talk") and the final requirement that ex-presidents "be bound over to keep the peace"—likely a jab at a specific recent president's behavior or character, though the target isn't clearly identified here. The page captures Life's satirical tone targeting American excess, fashion follies, and political figures.
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1016 The patient again sat up on the table and grinned defiantly. “The Duke,” said he, “is now in- toxicated at Narragansett Pier. 1 am his double—his butler.” At this announcement the entire con- ference stopped as by magic. “T must be off to attend an important vivisection,” said the Turtle evasively, as he drew on his gray gloves and dropped his deadly instrument in its case. “My word! Half past six, and my family waiting!” exclaimed the Rab- bit, following suit. “IL-MRE * In a moment all the assembled medi- cos were bumping into one another in their haste to escape. “But doctors, doctors!” pleaded the impatient patient, rising to his feet. “What is the matter with me—gout, necrosis, appendicitis?” “Those are luxuries limited to the rich,” announced the Turtle shortly. “To one of your humble station a stomach-ache is quite suf- ficient.” Saying which he departed, and left little Malice to pursue her further ad- ventures. “Tf we are all right,” said the Rabbit, “the ethical thing is to go ahead and operate on everything mentioned” The Ubiquitous Hurriers and What They Say 'M sorry, but I can’t stop now.” “Never had so much to do in my life.” “We haven't a minute to spare.” “Come!” “Yes, I think we'll just make i “You'll have to excuse me. I'm in an awful rush!” “Some other day!” “Hurry up!” “Get a move on!” “Step lively, please!” “Well, I'm off!” The Chubby Girl “The chubby girl is coming back with the new winter fashions.” —News Note. 'HE chubby girl is coming back, The buxom type and pleasing, The roly-poly sort of girl— An armful built for squeezing ; The sofa-pillow style of maid, By nature deftly bolstered— The plump and billowy make of girl, Abundantly upholstered. The chubby girl is coming back, Sing, hey, the tidings charmful! The ample, bouncing, dimpled wench, A round and rosy armful— The full-blown rose, all blush and bloom, Of girls, the sort to fondle. Sing, hey, the curved and jovial miss, OF sweets a wholesome bundle! The chubby girl is coming back, The slender type displacing, The plumper fad is going out— The newest thing is lacing, A bas the geometric type, Slim, sinuous and bony. Sing, hey, the appetizing maid— Made round like good bolonga! The chubby girl is coming back— ‘Twill vulgar be to wiggle. She's out-of-date, that swaying sylph— All angles, soul, and giggle. Dame Fashion, deaf to every plea, Decrees the goddess burly— So here’s to the sprite with the appetite, The blithe and fatted girlie! Irving Dillon. Our Presidents 'HE uncertain quality of some of our Presidents (present company excepted) would lead to the belief that a school of Presidents would not be a bad thing. Here are some of the ob- vious requirements: He should be able to read, write and talk. He should have served in Congress for four years. He should have been Mayor of New York, Governor of Ohio, or the head of some large department store. After he has ceased to be President he should be bound over to keep the peace. comicbooks.com