Life, 1923-06-28 · page 10 of 37
Life — June 28, 1923 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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**Main Content:** This page contains two distinct pieces: 1. **"Mrs. Peps's Diary"** — A personal essay/column dated June 22-23rd describing domestic life, social obligations, and educational philosophy. The accompanying sketch shows a woman in a kitchen with children and household items. 2. **"Concerning Guides"** — An article contrasting European tour guides (knowledgeable, helpful) with Canadian guides (unhelpful, dismissive of tourists' knowledge). The piece satirizes Canadian guides' unwillingness to engage or educate visitors. 3. **Comic Strip: "In the Great Canadian Open Spaces"** — An 8-panel slapstick sequence showing a character named Willie sent to borrow sugar from a neighbor, progressively deteriorating into physical chaos across the vast Canadian landscape, suggesting isolation and comedic misadventure. The overall theme emphasizes domestic life, travel experiences, and Canadian frontier humor.
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“DID YOU LOOK AT A WASHID “NO, DEAR; YOU SEE WE HADN'T TIME. FIR: THEN AT BEADED BAGS . AND THE? MACHINE TO-DAY?” WE LOOKED AT EARRINGS, AND 1 BOUGHT A NEGLI Concerning Guides N Europe, guides show you one cathedral after another. In Canada, they show you lakes where the fishing was fine—last week. In Europe, your guide rides in the front of the car and carries the bur- den of the conversation. In Canada, he just steers from the rear seat and lets you paddle the canoe. But abroad, the guides are not will- ing to admit that you know anything about anything. Up north, they will politely allow you to assume that it was your shot which brought down the moose. And on the other side of the pond, your guide, in addition to his service charge, demands pourboire, while across the border, he sympathetically asks no more than his wage. RIENDLY _ relations between Canada and the United States have become almost maudlin. Three Commencement invitations by the morn- ing post, reminding me that I remember almost naught of what I learned in school. I do know that Czsar crossed the Rubicon in 49 B. C., but Lord! I could not, for the life of me, tell why. Whenever I cast up strict account, isolated facts pop into my head, such as Leigh Hunt’s having been thrown into pri- son for debt, and what verbs take the dative. But such items are not, thank God, the true flower of education, the beauty of which it would be difficult to expound....To my sempstress with my blue faille, enjoining her to copy it faithfully. That I can get for fifty dollars a reproduction of something for which I laid out two hundred and fifty, is, methinks, a fair illus- tration of the difference between art and skilled labor....Enid Churchill and Billy to dinner, and we had par- tridge, very fine, and Billy and Sam fell into a great dispute over the dis- tinctions among the nature and habits of grouse, partridge and quail, till I was distraught with them, Sam having dragged the encyclopedias to the table to support his contention. The next time I shall have the wit to order roast beef. June 22nd Lay late, reproaching myself for not rising and going to gymnasium, where I derive so great physical prof- it. Shamed, too, to realize the true cause of my defection, which is that strenuous exercise removes all the (Continued on page 32) June 23rd ~ fea oe 8. IN THE GREAT CANADIAN OPEN SPACES WILLIE IS SENT TO THE NEXT-DOOR NEIGHBOR TO BORROW A CUP OF SUGAR, comicbooks.com