Life, 1922-02-23 · page 10 of 34
Life — February 23, 1922 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Life* magazine contains two satirical pieces about social pretense among wealthy New Yorkers. **"The Liars"** (left column) mocks the excuses wealthy people make to avoid responsibilities—claiming inability to find maids, refusing to hire drivers, inventing social obligations. The narrator exposes these as transparent lies masking unwillingness to spend money or effort. **"Fiction à la Mode"** (right) begins a story about Mary's dots/dashes, appearing to parody overwrought literary writing. **The cartoon** below depicts two children observing a stuck horse/cart, with one saying they'd be "stuck about a mile up" and unable to get down—seemingly illustrating how poor planning or pretense can trap people in bad situations, connecting to the broader theme of self-deception among the upper classes.
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“—keeps asking me why I don’t get a maid, and I just say to him, ‘No, Fred, I wouldn’t have one if you were to get down on your knees and beg me to. A maid would only be in my way around the house. I’d much rather do my own— ” “looked all over New York City, and simply couldn’t find one thing that I would put on my back, not one thing. So I said to myself, ‘Well, if they’re going to wear such freakish styles, I'll show them that I have a little sense left, anyway.’ And I got out this suit I had two seasons ago, and everybody remarks on how—” “—wouldn’t have a big apartment if you were to give me one rent-free. What I say is, two rooms are so much cozier and more homelike than those great, big—” “—put I said, ‘No, I wouldn’t give you ten cents for all the automobiles in the world.’ Why, it’s so much easier * LIFE - The Liars to get on a car when you want to get any place in a hurry—” “—all sorts of invitations to go out to dinners and dances and theatres and I don’t know what all. I often say she could be out every minute, if she wanted to. But Emma tells me, ‘Mother,’ she says, ‘I don’t want to run around the way some of these girls do. I'd rather stay home with a good book, and—’ ” —every year he asks me if I won't take a cottage some place for the sum- mer, but I tell him he couldn’t drive me out of the city. Why, little old New York is the best summer resort.” —don’t see why anyone wants to bother with this Four Hundred _busi- ness. These society people don’t have such a good time, after all. Of course, both Raynor and I have lots of rela- tives with all sorts of social position and all that, and if I wanted to take the trouble I could get right into the very best—” “—trouble with these Fifth Avenue gowns is, every woman you see has one on. They all look just alike. So] have this awfully clever little dress. maker come in for three days every spring and fall, and she makes me things that are really out of the—’ “—pbut I wouldn’t hear of it. ‘No, George,’ I said, ‘it would be silly to put all that money into real pearls, when they make such wonderful imitations, I would much rather have the imita- tion, and not have to worry about burglars.’ So I bought this string for three dollars and fifty—” Dorothy Parker. Fiction 4 la Mode Me“: had some little dots, She kept them in a row In every thing... that Mary wrote... Those dots . . . were sure... to Olas “Gee! Wouldn’t it be fierce to get stuck about a mile up an’ not be able to get down again!” ( I lyin to | ach: tati wot “ou age! Ma mac you met T few The but Ani hav but pior wit fro wh Bat tha the; and cide liar ject cou liar obs are all comicbooks.com