Life, 1923-07-05 · page 12 of 40
Life — July 5, 1923 — page 12: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two distinct pieces from *Life* magazine: **Top section ("My Husband Says"):** A humorous domestic essay by L. Blanche Simpson about a motor outing to the hills. The piece gently satirizes her husband's preferences—he criticizes their elegant lunch setup at an inn as "indecent" and would prefer a "square meal" at a second-hand store afterward. It's satirizing masculine practicality versus feminine aesthetic sensibility, a common comedic theme of the era. **Bottom section ("The Unattainable"):** A golf cartoon featuring dialogue between a novice golfer and a professional. The novice asks if he'll ever become good; the professional responds there's "nae a gude gowfer in th' wurld"—using Scottish dialect for comic effect. The illustration shows golfers on a course. It's satirizing golf's impossibly high standards and the futility of amateur improvement. Both pieces use gentle domestic and sporting humor typical of early-20th-century *Life* magazine satire.
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LIFE My Husband Says Pet this is the most delightful season to motor, so yesterday we went away off to the hills. The foliage all green and velvety showed through the pine trees in places and looked perfectly lovely. We had lunch at the Sign of the Purple Peacock by the Wayside Inn, It was the quaintest place, all filled up with antiques and curios and every one was for sale. They served lunch in the back yard and there were only a few mosquitoes. The table was the cutest little thing with a big low bowl of calendulas in the center, and the salad was served in a little dish that was made of shredded lettuce with two slices of tomato leaned together at the top like the roof of a house and an olive for the chimney. When we started to eat it it fell off on the table; but the cloth was Batik, so it didn’t show much. My husband said he felt positively indecent looking at such a bare table. I thought it was the dearest little lunch, and I think one’s environment means so much to one sub- consciously. But my husband said he would rather have a 7 square meal and go to a second-hand store afterward, if — he wanted to. L. Blanche Simpson. <a Z OL er Yours WEEK-END TEMPERAMENT The Unattainable Father: SAY, ETHEL, IF YOUR QUEER ARTIS™ -RIEND DOESN'T SHOW UP IN ANOTHER MINUTE WE'RE GOING HE Novice (hopefully) : Do you suppose, MacTavish, iadilon: . WITHOUT HIM. _— that I will ever become a good golfer? ores, eacee es ea aNT 30 ae THE PROFESSIONAL (solemnly): Mon, there is nae a ARCHITECTURAL EFFECT OF THIS ONE. gude gowfer in th’ wurrld, LZ eZ LZ LE “YOU MAY CRITICIZE MY DRIVE, MY PUTTING AND MY APPROACH SHOTS BUT, BY GEORGE, IF THERE'S ONE THING I HAVE GOT IT’S FORM—IF I SAY SO MYSELF.” comicbooks.com