Life, 1919-08-14 · page 14 of 44
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This page from *Life* magazine (page 274) contains three distinct elements: 1. **"The Bungalow Song"** — A poem by Heward Dietz celebrating summer bungalow living, with nostalgic imagery of lakeside retreats and popular songs. 2. **Left illustration** — Captioned "BINKS' FAVORITE STUNT IS TO GET AWAY IN THE MORNING BEFORE HIS SPOUSE ASKS HIM FOR MONEY" — A humorous domestic cartoon depicting a common marital dynamic where husbands escape household financial requests. 3. **"Bolshevik Society Notes"** — A satirical gossip column mocking upper-class social announcements, likely referencing anxieties about Russian revolutionary influence among wealthy Americans during the Red Scare period. 4. **Right illustration** — Shows "DEACON BROWN POINTS OUT THE WAY TO THE PARACHUTIST-JUMPER WHO LANDED IN HIS BACK YARD," depicting an absurdist encounter. The page reflects typical *Life* magazine humor: domestic comedy, social satire, and topical reference.
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‘LIFE? The Bungalow Song No is the time for the bungalow song— The typical, topical ode— With the summer so pleasantly drifting along And the brook for a rhythmical code. Now is the time for the bungalow verse— With a bing and a bang and bung. And since it is timely, pray let us rehearse The song that’s so frequently sung. My bungalow, my bungalow, my bamboo bungalow Where the bungalotus drifts along the lake, And the banjatow is strumming, And the bunglebee is humming— It's the song that’s sung for resonance’s sake Now is the time for the bungalow tune, The juniper jingle and jang, The midsummer ballad that’s more than jejune, And thrives on a clatter and clang. B, Johnson and Guiterman sing it each year— They're probably writing it now An air that’s familiar to everyone's ear— The bungalow song makes its bow My bungalow, my bungalow, my bing-bang-bungalow— It’s shaded by the poplar and the pine. O, it’s bingle bungle bangle, And it's jingle jungle jans For you fashion it in any old design. Howard Dietz ANY truths expressed are never claimed at their des- tination. BINKS’ FAVORITE STUNT IS TO GET AWAY IN THE MORNING BEFORE HIS SPOUSE ASKS HIM FOR MONEY Bolshevik Society Notes R. SOLOMON HELLDOG will entertain out-of-town friends at a church-pillaging party to-morrow evening Preliminary sacrileges are scheduled for eight lock, Miss Slovenlie Sna' in, the gifted incendiary, has re- turned from her vacation at Atlantic City, where she set fire to eleven hotels. Mr. and Mrs. Satan Bomflinger and their little daughter, Filthie, have left for Washjngton to attend the stabbing of certain high officials. Mrs. Fanatica Felon announces the engagement of her daughter, Licentia, to Loaferman Ghoulovitch, Sloberinus Sovietoff, Dmitri Lowlife, Feodor Poisonoffski and Ivan Blackguardovik Miss Vultura Leech, the talented strike-spreader, will spend the week-end at Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, inciting the workmen to demand a quarter-of-an-hour day. Mr. and Mrs. Nihilistus Crankovitch will give old- fashioned house-wrecking party at the city hall this even- ing in honor of their son, Spouter, just out of jail. Dyna- mite will be provided for twelve. Edmund J. Kicfer. Let the Good Work Go On Suicides among German officers are increasing alarmingly, especially in Prussia —Dispatch from Geneva. DEACON BKOWN POINTS OUT THE WAY To THE PARACHUTE- Ww alarmingly? JUMPEK WHO LANDED IN His BACK YARD comicbooks.c@nw