Life, 1919-05-29 · page 30 of 42
Life — May 29, 1919 — page 30: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three distinct elements: **"A Poet"** — A sentimental poem by Joseph Andrew Galahad about an aspiring poet's hope that his words will outlive him and help others grow morally, even if his name is forgotten. It reflects turn-of-the-century ideals about lasting intellectual legacy. **Two cartoon sketches** illustrating humorous legal/social scenes: one showing a tenant trying to glimpse a promised park view, another depicting a young lawyer (Whitestone) receiving his first legal fee after winning his first case—both gentle satires on everyday aspirations. **"Fords at Bordeaux"** — A brief humorous article mocking a practical problem: 4,500 Ford automobiles shipped to France during WWI were left rusting in a Bordeaux field because the French government wouldn't use or resell them. The joke is that Fords are so sturdy and simple that even rain and rust won't destroy them—the real obstacle was bureaucratic, not mechanical. The closing quip about love compares romantic chance to other unpredictable games. The overall tone is light satirical commentary on contemporary life and human nature.
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A Poet To the World HIS is the soul of all my lays, This is the goal of all my days, That you shall not forget: all the good in what I’ve said still have stood when I'm long dead, Within your memory yet Tama poet. Lam young (You know it—for |) speak your tongue.) But time goes by so fast! And may it be, when Lam gray, That you shall see, in what [ say, Some lesson that shall last The name 1 bore when | was here— The form | wore—may not he clear But if some thought of mine can give To any man a higher worth his short span upon the earth— hen not in vain | live! I do not sigh for deathless fame. You need not try to keep my name Remembered. Take what I have said: And if you through it better grow, It shall be true—and I shall know That I still live though T am dead! Joseph Andrew Galahad PROSPECTIVE TENANT TRYING TO GET VIEW OF PARK MENTIONED IN “ YOUNG WHITESTONE, HAVING WON HIS FIRST CASE, RECEIVES MIS FIRST FEF Fords at Bordeaux HE Wall Street Journal reports that the English are paying fabulous prices for motor cars. “Fords thi were bought four years ago for $725 now fetch $1100, landaulette bodies on Ford chassis sell readily for $ It makes one wonder what became of 4500 Ford cars their crates, as unloaded, which as late as February were reported standing in a field near Bordeaux and rustin the rain. They belonged to the French government, which at that time would neither use nor sell them, not even to the Ford Company for re-exportation, They haunted the dreams of the American engineer who told about them But, after all, the essential ingredients of a Ford do no dissolve in rain, and probably the French government re- membered that Fords crank easier in’ summer, and was waiting for the season to warm up. OVE is the only game in which the amateur has a better chance than the professional. isin aii wl