Life, 1916-06-22 · page 14 of 48
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This page satirizes early 20th-century Congressional debates about military preparedness. The upper cartoon depicts a well-dressed woman (labeled "CHAUFFEUR, WHAT DO YOU CHARGE BY THE DAY?") encountering what appears to be a street vendor or laborer—likely mocking the wealthy's disconnect from common people's economic struggles. The lower cartoon, captioned "CONGRESS: SO YOU SYMPATHIZE WITH THE ALLIES, DO YOU?" shows a gentleman in formal dress being confronted by a woman—appearing to mock Congressional members who publicly supported Allied nations in WWI while debating whether to provide actual military support and ammunition. The accompanying Congressional session text discusses Bill 41144, concerning ammunition procurement and military provisions, suggesting debate over whether America should genuinely support the Allies or merely offer rhetoric.
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1166 ‘LIFE: Our Daily Congressional Session HE Chaplain read the following prayer: “O Lord, teach us 10 be as foolish to-day as we have been in the past, in order that there may be no diminution in our asininity.” The Clerk read the roll. Ma. Pixepun: I have to report the following bill: Sreaxen: The Clerk will read. The bill follows. Bill Number 41144. Be it hereby and is enacted, that our regular army be increased by ten men, and then each man be presented with one round of ammunition Mx. Srorticut: Mr. Speaker, I rise to a question of priv- ilege. Yesterday afternoon at five o'clock, my grandmother died. It is but fitting that I should pay this tribute to her memory. She was a splendid woman, a good mother, a fine citizer, and no man, so far as Tam aware, has ever dared to say aught against her character. It is women like this, Mr. Speaker, who constitute the bulwark of the nation, She made the best griddle cakes I ever ate. In the words of the immortal Shakespeare “None knew her but to love her, None— I have forgotten the rest, but the public printer can un- doubtedly supply it. She raised a large family of boys and “ CHAUFFEUR, WHAT DO YOU CHARGE BY THE DAY?" girls, among whom was my own mother, who still lives, thank God. I will come to her a little later. Sreaxce: The time of the gentleman has expired Mr. Pearson: I move that the gentleman's time be ex- tended for one hour and thirty minutes. Sreaxer: If there is no objection, it is so ordered. The extension of Mr. Spotlight’s remarks will be found later. Mx. Bittincscate: I want to call attention to one of the Provisions of this bill, in which it is proposed to furnish our army with ammunition. Mr. Speaker, I have been a citizen of this country ever since I was born, and a member of this Congress since last November, and I wonder if my colleagues realize what this bill means. Our army, for many years now, and through all the wars we have ever fought, has never had ammunition, and look at us—we are the greatest nation on carth. It is now proposed to furnish these innocent men with the means possibly of taking the lives of citizens of other nations, and thus remove the possibility of trading with them and getting their money away in the usual manner. Gentle- men, has it come to this? Mr. Hosoetox: 1 offer an amendment. Sreaxer: The Clerk will read: That bill Number 41144 be amended as follows. After the word “ammunition” there be inserted “And that an appro- priation, not exceeding forty thousand dollars, be and hereby is authorized to erect a post office in the rear of the house now occupied by Silas Hobbleton at East Sqodunk.” The hour for adjournment being at hand, the House agreed to meet on the following day at noon. Thomas L. Masson. Her Identity Established ORA had just returned from Sunday school, where she had been for the first time. LO “What did my little daughter learn this morning?“ asked the fond father. Congress: SO YOU SYMPATHIZE WITH THE ALLIES, bO You? “That I am a child of Satan,” was the beaming reply. comicbooks.com