Life, 1919-06-19 · page 24 of 42
Life — June 19, 1919 — page 24: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two distinct pieces of satirical content: **"Jimmy"** (left): A sentimental poem about a street child whose dog sacrificed itself to save him from a mad dog. The narrator—a magazine publisher—promises to print the story. The twist ending reveals "Jimmy" is actually a dog, not a boy, subverting the reader's expectation of a heroic human sacrifice narrative. This appears to satirize both sentimental journalism and urban poverty. **"Haste Makes Waste"** (right): A four-panel illustration labeled "Four Stages of Man" (Primitive, Creative, Constructive, Retrospective) paired with a brief philosophical exchange. Two men discuss whether success goes to the swift; one notes that hasty marriages lead to paying alimony "at leisure"—a commentary on divorce and its financial consequences. The bottom illustration depicts corporal punishment of children. Both pieces use humor to comment on contemporary social issues: urban suffering, journalism ethics, marriage/divorce, and child discipline.
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PRIMITIVE CREATIVE Jimmy RAGGED newsy stopped 1 on the street the other morning, And in his eyes he had the biggest tears I've ever seen. He spoke 10 me—so timidly! bling: “Ain't you the man, ch, mister, wot prints a magazine? His voice was shy and trem- T nodded and I answered with a courage-giving smile, And when he saw the smile he grew more bold. He said: “I wisht you'd print, sir, so everybody'd know it, That Jimmy died to save my life—an’ only two years old! “Dey wuz a mad dog him. He seen de dog was headed straight fer me I wuz so scared I couldn't move—but what do you think, mister? It was de cutest thing you'd ever sec. in’ down de street, an’ Jimmy seen “He moved so quick, did Jimmy—an" he j before me. I tried to run, but didn’t know which way; An’ de mad dog—he got Jimmy, an’ he bit ‘im sumpin’ awful! Dey shot de mad dog, mister—but Jimmy died dat day.” “Yes—sure I'll print it, laddie!” The tears were in my own eyes. “ But boys that die that nobly go to heaven, son—cheer up!” He looked at me in wonder. “Ob! Jimmy wurn’t no boy, sir "— The big tears bubbled over—* Why, Jimmy wur a pup!” Joseph Andrew Galahad. FOUR STAGES OF MAN marry in haste pay CONSTRUCTIVE RETROSPECTIVE Haste Makes Waste “THE race is not always to the swift,” quoted the Parlor | Philosopher. “Right you are,” agreed the Mere Man, “Those who alimohy at leisure.” NISH MENT OF THF PARENT WHO DIDN'T SPARE THE ROD comicbooks.com