Life, 1919-08-28 · page 12 of 40
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This page contains two humorous pieces about domestic life and memory. **"Home Again"**: The top cartoon depicts a Senate Foreign Relations Committee hearing where a chairman confronts a visitor who claims to be the inventor of a "Forget-Me-Not System of Memory Culture." The satire mocks both the visitor's dubious credential and the senators' gullibility—the chairman even recalls attending an inauguration in 1892 (when he was supposedly wearing a watch numbered 18042-82), suggesting either his memory is faulty or he's absurdly old. The joke targets pretentious schemes and senatorial credulity. **"Wanna Cookie!"**: This nostalgic piece celebrates "Old Aunt's Day," proposing a holiday honoring elderly aunts. It humorously catalogs the aunt's role in family life—making cookies, settling disputes, mediating conflicts—positioning her as an indispensable household fixture deserving recognition alongside Mother's Day and Father's Day.
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Home Again HE Senate Committee on Foreign Entanglements was hard at work on Article XLIX of the proposed in- ternational covenant of the proletari- ans of North and South America, Europe. Asia, Africa and Australia. A caller was “Who is he? sked the chairman. “Sire, I know n replied the doc “T cannot recall ever havi nnounced. keeper. seen his face befor “ Show him in,” said the chairman. The door opened and a man entered The chairman sprang from his seat “Why, of course I remember you!” he cried. “Pray come in and make yourself at home. I saw you last in Washington. reception in the Ultra-White House. The date was March 4, 1020. You It was at the inaugural were wearing the conventional evening dress, and the number of your watch was 18642082, Am I right?” “ Marvelous!" exclaimed the visitor. “Tut, tut!” replied the chairman, “1 am the inventor of the Forget-Me-Not System of Memory Culture ¢ that 1 was elected to the Senate.” And turning to his astonished colleagues of the Foreign Entanglements Committee, he added lightly “Gentlemen, permit me to introduce to you the Presi- dent of the United States. CONFOUND IT! THIS ISN'T THE WAY THE NOVELISTS weritt 11! TOMCATTINESS “cosu! i's HOT a: “onl is it “Wanna Cookie! " LD Aunt’s Day!" And, indeed, why not punctuate the calendar with such an occasion? There is Mother’s Day and Dad’s Day and May Day, and many more, when all the members of the household are showered with flowers and love and And it should be so, but— Why not include the Old Aunt?—that busybody of a dear with a prim little figure and glasses, who regulates kisses. every household. How many times have we toddled into the kitchen after a strenuous day’s occupation in mold- ing mud pies, cookie!" to tag at her apron strings and say, “ Wanna And who can ever forget how she made you hide your eyes while she slipped into the pantry, to return in a minute with a big, round cookie with sugar 'n’ every- thing ? Who was it that bound up that big toe which you thoughtlessly stubbed on the fence? Why, Auntie, of course. In whose aproned lap did you use to bury your face when Mother scolded you for pulling Tom Cat's tail? Nuntie’s. And when there was civil war in the house—whe Mother and Father were as friendly as two Bolsheviks— who was it that brought up the olive branch pro- pounded the League Nations anew? The Old Aunt, of course. Then, here’s to Old Aunt’s Day, when grown can send flowers and grin and wiggle that toc “Gimme cookie, Auntie!" comicbooks.comm