Life, 1918-12-19 · page 8 of 34
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This page features two satirical pieces about seafaring life. "The Old Salt" is a nostalgic poem by Thomas Dykes Boadby celebrating a weathered sailor's experiences—Arctic exploration, whaling, naval service—with romantic language about maritime adventure. "Frank About It" appears to be a short satirical piece by Phillips about vacation indulgence. A woman criticizes her husband's expensive leisure habits, particularly his drinking ("coats and excessive indulgence in alcoholic liquors"). He deflects by claiming his stomach troubles justify the behavior—a typical domestic satire mocking male excuses for overindulgence and the gap between husbands' and wives' perspectives on household spending. The accompanying illustrations show period scenes of social interaction and leisure activities.
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Men in Background he will be useful in promoting the unity of nations and the comfort and security of peoples in Europe and elsewhere te ine And of course if he can prom ternational unity and good-will, and League to Enforce Peace, and extet sive disarmament, he will do business Nothing is better the a wonderful turn for trade than Carnals had realize Mr. Wilson has ne would back him for Iu: missionaries. If intelligence cnough to on what a missionary errand Paris they Ness reasons ESS. 5M The Old Salt (.Afectionately dedicated to the ory of that inexistent hero,” Sad Sea Dog”) "Ma deep-sea salt of the olden sort My home is the heaving T have shoved my nose into ev'ry port And been in many a wreck I have froze to the bone in the North ern Seas, And baked in the sun on the Line And a land-lubber’s storm T would call a breeze, soaker! Though my breeches with brine. were Then it’s oh! for the smell of the sea foam And the wash of the water bluc! TH ship once more, round the world tr am— Sweetheart, here's adieu! have ed as mate on a man And handled a twelve-inch gun have searched for the Pole on th Arctic shore, And the South Pole, just for fun HOONPRITES JJ DF have hunted the seal and the true sperm whale In Behring Sea and The Sound: 1 have twice been blown aw Frank About It HILLIPS holiday occasionally and indulge in . a round of bibulous pleasure, which his chalf strongly disapproved of ow. look here, Tom," she said, in a gale, was inclined to take a And once I was nearly drowned Then it's oh! for the smell of the salt bette sea foam = And the wash of the water blue! “T have read somewhere that on every I'll ship once more. round the world to ire three coats, and ex- roam: stomach there So it's Sweetheart, here's adieu! Thomas Dykes Reasley cessive indulgence in alcoholic liq wears these coats away “Well, Annie.” he replied, “if that’s | my poor old stomach has been go- OME men get themselves uo regard- about in its shirt sleeves a long less of cost: others take another time now.” nap after the m goes off. THEIK FIKST PRISONER