Life, 1917-06-07 · page 38 of 42
Life — June 7, 1917 — page 38: what you’re looking at
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**Main Content:** This page primarily contains advertisements, notably for Hotakold Vacuum Carafes (decorative thermoses) and White Horse Scotch whisky. **Literary Fiction Excerpt:** The right column features a sentimental short story about a woman in her garden visited by the personified "Honeymoon," who announces he must leave after three months. The Honeymoon explains that modern social customs no longer permit extended honeymoons—women now have "obligations, friends, social duties, occupations" demanding attention. This appears social commentary on changing post-war roles for women, sardonically suggesting they must abandon romantic leisure for societal responsibilities. **Bottom Cartoon:** A simple two-panel comic titled "Every Dog Has His Day" shows a dog's perspective shifting from "Yesterday" (playing freely) to "To Day" (being put to work). This reflects the era's common sentimental humor about animals' diminished leisure. The page overall reflects early 20th-century anxieties about modernization, women's expanding roles, and nostalgia for simpler times.
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