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This page contains three distinct satirical pieces: **"The Arrival of the Aviator's Son"** presents a sentimental poem about animals at a rescue league—dogs hoping for lost masters, dignified cats observing, and suffering creatures awaiting clinic care. The title's irony is unclear from the image alone, but the poem celebrates compassion for abandoned animals. **"From Those Who Love Children"** announces the Life magazine Fresh Air Fund, which sponsors poor urban children's summer stays in the countryside. It lists donors establishing endowments (numbered 176-180) in perpetuity, requesting $200 donations. This represents Progressive-era charity work, helping city children escape tenement heat. **"Bedtime Story"** satirizes evolutionary progress and modern civilization. Apes debate walking upright; those invested in palm trees (the status quo) resist change. Those who evolve become humans, gaining "international complications, Prohibition laws and income taxes"—implying modernity brings bureaucratic misery rather than advancement. **"The Promoter"** shows a con artist teaching a boy to make money through deception, likely critiquing get-rich-quick schemes.

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THE ARRIVAL OF THE AVIATOR’S SON At the Animal Rescue League, OTLEY and mongrel, thoroughbred and tags Of sorry doghood, found and fed and warmed; Poor derelicts! their fortunes worn to rags, That once-bright hope to be again transformed. A grave old fellow—yet he could be glad— Comes out to sniff at every new arrival, Still hoping for the master that he had, Of whose last trekking he may be survival. Here cats look on—disdainful as their sphinx— Superior to the rest, and self-removed ; A wistful lot, these, all—the missing links That all the sorts of childhood ever loved. And one poor thoroughbred, to walk still able, Hysteric remnant for the clinic table. Isabel Fiske Conant. From Those Who Love Children LIFE takes pleasure in acknowledging the receipt of the fol- lowing Fresh Air Endowments. A Fresh Air Endowment means that one little child, who might otherwise be a prisoner in the hot city, will be released during the summer for an annual visit to Lire’s Fresh Air Farm. The creation of a Fresh Air Endowment does this in perpetuity. How to create one, you may learn from the paragraphs below. From Mrs. R. T. Anderson of Passaic, New Jersey, we have received funds to establish PRESH AIR ENDOWMENT NUMBER 176 “In Memory of A. T. L.” From Arthur H. Smith of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, we have received funds to establish FRESH AIK ENDOWMENT NUMBER 177 From J. R. Persons of Oak Harbor, Washington, we have received funds to establish FRESH AIR ENDOWMENT NUMBER 178 From Mrs. James C. Stodder of Bangor, Maine, we have re- ceived funds to establish PRESH AIR ENDOWMENT NUMBER 179 From the firm of Anderson, Clayton & Fleming of New York City, we have received funds to establish FRESH AIR ENDOWMENT NUMBER 180 To establish a Fresh Air Endowment two hundred dollars in Victory notes or Liberty Loan 4)-per-cent. bonds should be sent by registered mail to Live's Fresh Air Fund, Inc., 17 West Thirty-first Street, New York City, The income from this amount provides that every summer, in perpetuity, a poor child will be sent from the slums of New York for a fortnight’s stay in the fresh air of the country. This work has now been carried on for thirty-three years, in which time more than forty thousand children have gained health and happiness from it. A Fresh Air Endowment may bear any designation its donor chooses. Bedtime Story HE apes held a great convention. The subject for discus- sion was whether to adopt the new method of walking on the hind legs. The ancient Marion philosopher spoke. “I'm against it,” said he. “I don’t like this super-ape stuff. I'm for normalcy. Besides, consider our investment in palm trees. One can’t climb a palm tree without four feet.” Half of the delegates—being mostly those who had an interest in the palm grove—cheered loudly at this, and immediately took to the trees. They are still happily walking on their hands. The remainder, however, decided to give the new invention a tryout. Their end was horrible. They finally became men, ruled the earth, and were everlasting bedevilled with interna- tional complications, Prohibition laws and income taxes. THE PROMOTER isten, Edgebert, “Tl lam ye one in here's how ye kin th’ eye. make some casy ens, money. “That'll make ye “Then somebody'll how! like th’ dick- “An’ give ye a “An I'll onty feel sorry for ye. dime. charge ye nine cents for puttin’ the thing through.” comicbooks.conl