Life, 1920-07-15 · page 13 of 40
Life — July 15, 1920 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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**Top Cartoon:** A domestic scene showing a farmer and wife discussing America's Cup yacht racing. The farmer says the papers claim the Cup was "held the America's cup thirsty years," while the wife responds that they never mention "the saucer," joking it was "cracked long ago." **The Joke:** This is wordplay satirizing press coverage of yacht racing—a wealthy sport. While newspapers celebrated America's Cup victories, the cartoonist mocks this as frivolous coverage, implying the public cares more about practical household matters (a broken saucer) than elite sporting achievements. **Bottom Illustration:** "The Yachting Season—Hauling in the Nets Beyond the Three-Mile Limit" depicts fishing boats, likely satirizing either illegal fishing operations or the contrast between wealthy yacht racing and working-class fishing.
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Farmer: tHe Wife: NOTICE THEY DON'T NEVER MENTION THE SAUCER, the nine or ten juggling in the air cluded his nimble fingers, was little short of in- spirational. I thought of a new way to commit murder almost on the instant For several hours after this, instead of imaginary sheep, 1 counted real milkmen breaking real bottles of milk It was now broad daylight—the broad- est daylight tat I had ever encountered Ribald laughter from the street below re- minded me that I was in plain view of the town. off the porch, and, swaddling the bed- I crawled in a hallway, just clothes around me, huddled down in a chair. I was very cold. The mosquito came in with me. It had fallen asleep during the night, I think, and th ments attendant on my change of base awakened it. Or perhaps it was cold too. Cooper found me there. “Did you have a sound sleep?” he asked ctly, Cooper,” 1 “Just one sound after an- move “That describes it ¢ returne other.” “Ouch!” he yelled, as he scratched the back of his neck vigorously. Think of it. I had almost killed that mosquito the night before. Hayward Bartlett. ALESLADY: D., madam? Mrs. Overrtus (haughtily): Young woman, ! want you to understand that I have had an account in this store for the last three months. Shall I send this C. 0. PAPER SAYS WE'VE HELD THE AMERICA’S CUP TITIRTY YEARS. Notes on Putting Things in Order ISORDER is Nature's first law. Ob- serve the leaves in a forest 1 once came near being an orderly per- son. The idea obsessed me. it w.curred in this manner. I made the original discovery that, when I did not put things back, they rose up again to bother me. And it appeared to take more time to put them back in the last instance than it would have done in the first. It was a fascinating thought 1 GUESS THAT WAS CRACKED LON So | began to p became an orderly Conscience here Was a obligation on my part to s them back person. intervenes things were put back hefore others v put th back. 1 was losing faith in Nature time was taken up in doing that might just as well have elsewhere ow I have come own, | am no lo I are One. THE YACHTING SEASON HAULING IN THE NETS BEYOND Tit THREE= MILE pending w then per a slave LIMIT almost s not long been done gain to my Nature and comicbooks.com