Life, 1922-08-24 · page 21 of 36
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This page contains a humorous essay titled "Familiar Faces" by T.H.L. about absent-mindedness. The author recounts two embarrassing incidents: mistaking his own mirror reflection for a familiar person in a department store three years prior, and more recently, deliberately avoiding eye contact with an acquaintance (his wife) on the street to escape conversation. His wife, spotting his evasion, now suspects he's hiding an affair. The irony is that his attempt to avoid her has created the exact marital problem he hoped to prevent. The cartoon at page bottom, captioned "Intimate Glimpses of American Generals of Industry No. 42," satirizes inventors Wilcox and Gibbs by depicting them operating their own sewing machine in an exaggerated, chaotic manner—suggesting their innovation (eliminating the sedentary feature) results in comically awkward, active positioning rather than practical improvement. The rest of the page lists Broadway theatrical productions and entertainment reviews typical of Life's leisure coverage.
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to the time it takes to print Lire, should verify from the daily papers the continuance of the at- tractions at the theatres mentioned, More or Less Serious The Cat and the Canary. National.—Now of the thrillers in town. Fools Errant. Maxine Elliott—To be re- He Who Gets Slapped. Garrick.—The aged: of a clown, beautifully told. Manhattan, Playhouse—To be reviewed The Monster. Thirty-Ninth St—To be re- next week. Whispering Wires. n this issue. Forty-Ninth St.—Re- Like That Made up of when McKin. the first time. Captain Applejack. Cort.—Wallace Ed- and Mary Nash in delightful romantic sque Comedy and Things Abie’s Trish Rose. Republi rom the files of “Puck’ running for President mpy. Belmont.—Just about as nice a medy as you will find. Kixi Belasco—The tempestuous existence f Parisian cocotte made vivid by Lenore Lights Out. eek, Vanderbilt—To be reviewed Lonely Wives. t week. Eltinge.—To be reviewed Partners Again. Lyceum.—Potash an¢ ter back at the old stand with a great y new lines of laughs. Shore Leave. Lyceum.—Reviewed in this Eye and Ear Entertainment Blossom Time. Ambassador.—Return en- igement of some real music. Chauve-Souris. Century Roof.—Russian eville which one just loves if one is any- at all, Dafty-Dill. Apollo.—To be reviewed later. The Music Box Revue. Music Box- ood idea of what a revue should be. Pin Wheel Revue. Little.—An evening of graceful dancing, presided over by Michio Ttow Spice of 1922. arden show. Winter Garden.—A Winter Strut Miss Lizzie. Earl Carroll—Negro re- € which ought to be better. Sue, Dear. Times Square.—Regulation } musical comedy. Ziegfeld Follies. New Amsterdam.—In ite of Will Rogers, decidedly not worth the money it costs you to get in. Don’t be too sure your sin will find you out—some day it may find you at home, AM becoming absent-minded. I have always been more or less in- clined that way, but recent develop- ments have convinced me that my case has become aggravated. Three years ago I was buying a shirt in a department store. I looked up to see standing near me a familiar figure. I stepped cordially forward, ready to admit that I couldn't recall the name, but cer- tainly could never forget that inter- esting face. The figure advanced simultaneously, and it was with rare presence of mind that I recognized myself in time to avoid a collision with the mirror. I suspected then that my absent-mindedness was be- coming a trifle serious. Three years later—yesterday, to be exact—my suspicion was confirmed. Of course there was some excuse for me. I was walking along the Familiar Faces street with my mind centered, I must admit, more on the latest discovery in the bilateral Baconian cipher than on the actual routine of walking. Be- fore coming to an intersection of the streets I saw a woman crossing in a direction that would make a meeting unavoidable. Subconsciously I felt a sense of annoyance. It was an acquaintance, I knew—a_ talkative acquaintance who would upset my thoughts and cause me unpleasant- ness if I stopped to speak to her. With an unfortunate cowardice I furtively turned to retrace my steps just as the woman caught my eye and recognized me. She was unwilling to accept my explanation, being convinced that | had a guilty secret on my con- science. Something must be done about it, for she is my wife. T.. H. L. INTIMATE GLIMPSES OF AMERICAN GENERALS OF INDUSTRY No. 42. Messrs. Wilcox and Gibbs eliminate the sedentary feature of the sewing machine comicbooks.com