Life, 1922-06-29 · page 27 of 35
Life — June 29, 1922 — page 27: what you’re looking at
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This six-panel comic depicts Scottish terriers (or similar dogs) burying and re-excavating a bone. The humor is situational rather than political: the dogs bury a bone, then one dog reports it's gone; they collectively dig it up, only to find it was buried too shallowly and has decomposed over a week. The Scottish dialect ("Scotty," "Ye lads," "didna") in the speech bubbles establishes the comic's ethnic humor style, common to early 20th-century American magazines. Below the comic, the poem "Why Worry?" (attributed M.H.C.) offers philosophical advice: worry is futile since fate will bring both good and bad regardless. The connection between the comic and poem is thematic—the dogs' futile effort parallels human anxious planning against inevitable misfortune. This represents typical *Life* magazine content: light humor with mild moralizing.
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eS Sh! Scotty's burying a bone a tL He's gon Let's dig it g Y Mabe Great, Caesar! There isnt a, Z2( mouthful on it Ye Jads didna dig deep enough. This one was there a’ the week The Foresight of Sandy McNab Why Worry? HY worry? Other people do Their share and quite enough for you. The worriers are always first fo urge old Fate to do her worst; \nd Fate is quite obliging, she Is lavish with her misery. But also lavish, in a way, At handing out a sweet bouquet; So, since the dame is hard to guess, Why aim one thought at Dire Distress? Old Grief will catch you soon or late— No need to worry! Simply wait! M. H.C. comicbooks.com