Life, 1916-11-16 · page 39 of 46
Life — November 16, 1916 — page 39: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains **primarily advertisements and commentary**, not political cartoons in the traditional sense. The main illustrated content is a **Whitman's Chocolates advertisement** featuring a Victorian-era girl holding a decorative sampler box (dated "Started in 1842"). This appeals to nostalgia for domestic gentility and handcraft traditions. The text sections include social commentary: 1. **A narrative about an intellectual enlisting in WWI**, critiquing European intellectuals who influenced American thought before volunteering for war. 2. **"Let's Vote on It"** — an anti-vaccination editorial arguing for voluntary rather than compulsory vaccination, framed as democratic choice. 3. **"Love, Honor and Obey"** — satirizing the Episcopal Church's decision to *keep* the word "obey" in marriage vows despite modernizing pressure. The joke: brides will promise obedience while having no intention of actually obeying. The advertisements promote cruise travel, horseshoe nails, and chocolates—typical early-20th-century Life magazine content.
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whatever he thinks is right must, therefore, be right. This, of course, enables the Intellectual to do any fool thing he pleases and—" Get away with it,” I broke in. “Exactly. And as we in this coun- try only imitate what is being done in Europe—fashions in clothes, fashions in thought—so when the war broke out and all the Intellectuals went down over there like ninepins—Shaw, Wells, Galsworthy, Remy de Gourmant and the rest—why, we had to suffer here. That is why I am no more.” He held out his hand. “Good-bye,” he said. “Try to think cf me as I once was.” . A tear dimmed his eye. He buckled up his belt. I noticed he was dressed like a soldier. “Good-bye, old man,” I said. “ After all, it may be for the best. Perhaps afterward you will be able to support your family in some decent and honest way.” The bugle sounded again. He sprang up. The general staff was calling him. And ere he disappeared over the hill toward the camp I saw him distinctly draw his sword, and I heard him cry: “And now for God, for home, for country!” Let's Vote on It HE question can be settled for good, and settled right, by a vote of the people prohibiting compulsory vaccina- tion. Let those who want vaccination be vaccinated. If there is any protection in To the Tropics A Cruise A CRUISE TO THE WEST INDIES Visiting Cuba, Jamaica, Panama, Coste Rica 24 RESTFUL DAYS y from Winter in the romantic American Tropics. Luxurious steamer of the United Fruit Company an steamer under the Ameri- can Flog. Numerous shore excursions. FIRST CRUISE JANUARY 27 SECOND CRUISE MARCH 10 $290 and upwards Ask for Booklet AMERICAN EXPRESS COMPANY t Philadelphia © Boston © Chicago Sam Francisco be American Express Travel argues ASK FOR CAPEWELL NAILS shes you have your horses sho 798 their use when he takes the horsesto the blacksmith. Thousands hi ae er gands have been benefited by the The Capew 0 a tes, aerieell holds longest, drives (POR Bestin the world at a fair price—not \HEAD regardless of quality. we your man insist The charm of a quaint old custom rests upon the cover of Whitman's Sampler box of chocolates and confections. Prettily and daintily it brings back to you the days when every little girl was expected to learn her stitches on a sampler. And each dainty “sample” of the Whitman art in candy-making (started in 1842), which you will find inside this box, speaks no less delightful a message. $1 a pound at the stores that have the Whitman agency, almost everywhere. Booklet on Request STEPHEN F. WHITMAN & SON, Inc., Philadelphia, U. S. A. Makers of Whitman's Instantaneous Chocolate, Cocoaand Marshmallow Whip it, they have that protection. If their own vaccination does not protect them, neither would the vaccination of the en- tire community. Love, Honor and Obey HE authorities of the Episcopalian Church have just carefully consid- ered crowding the word “obey” out of the marriage ceremony, but have decided that its omission would leave too big a hole in that time-honored formula. Accordingly, the blushing brides of the next three years will have to do exactly as the blushing brides of the last twenty centuries, more or less. They will have to approach the altar with their tongues in their cheeks and their laughs in their sleeves, ready with a promise to obey, but without the slightest intention of do- ing so. “Do you still read Tennyson some- replied Mrs. Cumrox. “ Who wrote it? "—Washington Star. comicbooks.com