Life, 1919-12-25 · page 10 of 37
Life — December 25, 1919 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page presents a poem by F. Gregory Hartswick lamenting what one must endure "to live" during hard times—listing deprivations like cheap lodgings, watered drinks, and modest food. The main illustration shows a street sweeper with a child, captioned "Now then! How soon are you going to get this sidewalk cleaned?"—satirizing how even the poorest workers face demands despite economic hardship. Below, a separate cartoon depicts men being ejected from what appears to be a bar or establishment, labeled "I thought they wanted me"—likely mocking contradictions in labor demand during economic downturn. The "Semper Fidelis" dialogue between a suitor and father concerns marriage affordability—the suitor cannot support a daughter in the style she expects. Overall, the page satirizes economic struggle and social anxiety during a period of financial constraint.
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(Apologies to WE, Henley) LAGONS that foa In some oak-panelled grill; A quartette’s minor chorus; A keller’s noonday chill, All calm and dark and stil Waiters that flit like ghosts; Bright glasses, brighter toasts; An oat A julep's ferneries; Brandy that stings and whips— To live, I think of these! ved before us raw's questing dips; The Ritz, with none to bore us; A cocktail’s tingling thrill That starts at the pylorus And ends—ah, where you will! A taproom’s stepworn sill; Rubicund Gd Someone's inebri te boasts; Slugs and three-finger nips; Pretzels and Edam cheese Munched between amber sips— To live, I think of these! Things we took to restore us; The Black Cat, the Ked Mill; Hebe dancing to pour us, Waiting our nod to fill; The Club—its monthly bill; Comradely strect-lamp posts; Claret-accompanied re Milk punches, sherry flips, Bronxes and daiquiri artender’s quips, he shaker’s mysteries Red wine and redder lips To live, I think of these! P. Gregory Hartsiwick ST Aer isis FMe- aa ROHIBITION has beer extended to include < and coal. on the increase: it NOW THEN! LOW SOON AKE YUH GOIN’ TO GIT THES Stbo WALK CLEANED?” labor agitation seems to be a rather blind struggle for more, God knows that our working people deserve a great deal more than they ever had, but peopie here with a stand- ard of life far beyond that of many a Kensington family are clamoring for more, ne Americans are an extraor- dinary people when they have somthing to work for, but at present I think it is a case of, as they say, “I don't know where I am going, but I am jolly well traveling.” Make sure that no one but Richards rides Cordite. The others have hands like lead. Semper fidelis Heney UITOR: Farner: But can you support her in the manner in which her favorite sereen heroine is accustomed to live? Please, I'd like to marry your daughter, Peace 1 THOUGHT THEY WANTED ME comicbooks.corpy