Life, 1922-03-23 · page 10 of 34
Life — March 23, 1922 — page 10: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page features a humorous dialogue between female shoppers and a salesman at a bank's confectionery counter, alongside a cartoon illustration. The sketch depicts a woman and boy outside a jewelry store window ("Diamonds & Jewelry"). **The satire's point:** The conversation mocks women's shopping habits and materialism—specifically their tendency to visit banks for frivolous purchases (candy, hats) rather than financial business. The dialogue suggests women were viewed as impulsive consumers rather than serious financial actors. The cartoon's caption—"The Boy: Gee! Ain't women the limit?"—reinforces the era's stereotypes about female irrationality and excessive spending, presenting women's consumer behavior as comically incomprehensible to men. This reflects early 20th-century attitudes about gender and economics.
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limousine in front of a bank and speaking hur- riedly to the chauffeur) : I sha’n’t be a minute, James. (She rushes to- wards the bank and then changes her mind.) I think I'll get the candy first. (Goes into a candy store next door, and rushes up to a salesgirl who is receiving “a caller.” ) Lavy: Will you please wait on me? SavescirL (to her caller): What's the big idea? (To the lady.) What is it you want, Madam? Lapy: I want some of those long things that look like chocolate, but are something else, and used to have cream in them, but now they have nuts or something. SALESGIRL : refer to, Madam. I don’t know what you (To her caller.) iY OV Mes M7 - LIFE In the Bank Well, she’s the mother knew—! Lapy: Well, give me one of those cute little boxes of gum drops. That's the right change, I think. SALEsGIRL (taking twenty-five cents from the lady and talking to her caller) : Money is nothing in her young life, I'll say. He must be soft, all right. Lavy (seeing a friend at the lunch counter, rushes over to her): Why, Cynthia! You darling. How good that looks. I believe I'll have one, too—I’m not supposed to eat between meals, but I've got such a lot before me to-day— I think that makes a difference, don’t you? (Gets a check from the cashier, and orders a hot chocolate.) How do you like my new hat, dear? Cyntuta: It’s too sweet. Lapy: I love the whipped cream on the top. limit, T bet if her The Boy: Gee! Ain’t women the limit? It's a nice shape. : It was marked down. I never knew anything so hot, or I shouldn't have got it. Well, I must go now, | haven't done a thing this morning, we had breakfast late, and we're having an early luncheon. I’m going to Washing. ton at 2. Good-by, darling. (1s she goes into the bank she calls out io the chauffeur, who has been round three times.) I sha’n’t be a minute. (She rushes into the bank and bumps into a young girl in a leopard skin coat.) Why, Sally! How nice you look, I didn’t know you. When did you get back? Come over here and tell me all about it. I’ve only got a minute. (They retire to a window seat and have « hat- to-hat talk for twenty minutes.) Girt In THE Leoparp Coat: \Vhen we have time we'll talk it over. Lapy: Well, it’s good to see you, if its only hurried Washing her peal {t must CLER Lapy asn't CLER Lapy small Washit CLER looks I Lap you're it, thai into h down ing th just 0 | sha’ packag turns The o'clock pullin, AT taking and si of co the gr comicbooks.com