Life, 1917-04-26 · page 58 of 84
Life — April 26, 1917 — page 58: what you’re looking at
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**Main Cartoon ("Not to Blame"):** Shows a lawyer apologetically explaining to a client that he's had little time to manage the "Grabitall Estate." The satire targets wealthy estate lawyers who plunder or mismanage inherited fortunes—the lawyer's excuse ("such a short time") is transparently absurd given his apparent incompetence, mocking legal professionals who exploit client assets. **Poetry ("Who Knows When We Start for France?"):** Written during WWI, this urges lovers to seize the moment before military deployment to France. It captures wartime anxiety about uncertain futures. **"Waiting to See":** Satirizes college revolutionaries mimicking Russian anti-autocracy movements. It mockingly questions whether Columbia, Princeton, and Connecticut Women's College will overthrow their "tyrannical" administrations and trustees—treating trivial campus politics as would-be revolutions that "not every...revolutes" (won't actually happen). **"Advice from a Sinner":** A cynical essay arguing it's better to be actively sinful than passively victimized—embrace wrongdoing rather than complain about mistreatment. These pieces reflect post-WWI American satirical attitudes toward institutions, war, and social hypocrisy.
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NOT TO BLAME “1 UNDERSTAND THE GRABITALL ESTATE IS VERY LARGE.” Lawyer (apologetically) : ves, 1T 1s. BUT, YOU SkE, 1 HAVE HAD CHARGE OF IT SUCH A SHORT TIME, Waiting to See HE same great impulse towards freedom that has fetched Russia loose from autocracy is noticed in some of our colleges. Will Columbia overthrow nasty? Will Spartan the dy- Cleveland and his Princeton out Richard band bring from under the heel of the Societies? Will Sykes of New London rescu> the Connecticut Woman's College from its Trustees? Not every revolution revolutes. Fashion Note for Carranza ULERS of republics will be clean shaven this summer, Who Knows When We Start for France? OVE me, dear: the bugles call! War has caught us in its thrall! Puppets, we, by world winds tossed: Let’s speak truth, ere all is lost. Do not play the gay coquette, Lest the future hold regret! Love me while you have the chance! Who knows when we start for France? Kiss me quick! The dawn may bring Orders to attack a king: Currents whirl us, dark, immense: Let us drop all vain pretense! Let us drink love's heady wine! Lips to lips, your heart to mine, Kiss me while you have the chance! Who knows when we start for France? K.L.R. Advice from a Sinner NEVER let anyone accuse you of being “more sinned against than sinning.” ' Recall the people you have heard re- ferred to in this way. - What pitiful, anemic, unassertive, inefficient, depend- ent, dolorous, whining creatures they are! The subject of sin is a broad one, and this is not the place to extricate it from the tangle from which, in spite of the noble efforts of many lofty minds, it has never emerged. But this much can be, said: if there is any si ning to be done, it is much better to be on the winning side, to be more sinning than sinned against. “OBEY THAT IMPULSE”