Life, 1921-10-06 · page 13 of 33
Life — October 6, 1921 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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The main illustration depicts a street scene where a sympathetic adult encounters a lost young boy. The dialogue reveals social commentary: the child says he "might'a known better'n to come out with Gran'ma. She's always losin' somethin'." This is gentle satire about elderly women's absent-mindedness or forgetfulness—a common stereotype of the era. The joke's humor depends on the reversal: the grandmother brought the child out but is herself so scatterbrained that she loses track of him, then blames him for being lost. The rest of the page contains unrelated items: "A Plea for Mediocrity" (article), "Flapper Song" (humorous verse about sorority life), and a brief joke about betting. These represent typical *Life* magazine content mixing humor, social commentary, and light satire.
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October 6 Sympathetic Person: Hello! what's the matter, little boy. Are you lost? Little Boy: Yes, 1 yam. I mighta known better’n to come out with Gran’ma. A Plea for Mediocrity s generally admitted by lovers of good literature that a good biog- is the best reading in the world. rto a man’s pre-eminent success y particular field has been a suffi- excuse to inform the world as to it was done. We must also con- hat the new biographies are quite bing in their interest. t what is one to do with the price »oks what it is? At one time a iography could be bought for not over » and we used to think that even was high. Now $6 is a small price y;a biography in two volumes may ip as high as $12. 1 these acute circumstances, have any right to become prominent? there not an obligation upon every seli respecting human being, not only to do nothing that will attract attention, She’s always losin’ somethin’. but to make sure to live as uninterest- ing a life as possible, so there will be no excuse for publishing his memoirs? Please, gentlemen, don’t be guilty of too much achievement. Flapper Song Detta Kappa Epsilon, Kappa Gamma Mu, Pearl pins, gold pins, Pins enameled blue— Chi Psi, Delta Phi, Delta Sigma Nu, Tea time, toddle time, Taxicabs for two. Stake Holder “THosE two girls bet a kiss about something.” “What's it to you?” “I’m holding the stakes,” Our Own Ready Letter Writer From a Retiring Husband EAREST MABEL: Well, here I am running off with another woman! I can scarcely believe it. I thought you might like to know, as otherwise you might expect me at any time. I left my latchkey on top of the r. If there are any little busine: you want to settle, why, my frienc the Matrimonial Casualty Company, will take care of it for you. You know, they insured me against you. The weather is fine to-day, and that runabout you gave me for my birth- day is a peach—sixteen miles to the gallon. Estelle sends love. Ever yours, Joun. Many a man’s wife nowadays is too rich to agree with him, comicbooks.com