Life, 1924-08-21 · page 8 of 36
Life — August 21, 1924 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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This page features satirical content targeting early 20th-century social conventions: **"Mrs. Pep's Diary"** mocks gender expectations and marital dynamics. The entry describes a woman's frustration with her maid's uniform inadequacy—she's upset the uniform wasn't visibly shabby enough to signal servant status to neighbors. This satirizes class consciousness and the performative nature of social hierarchy, suggesting women obsessed with displaying their domestic staff's subordinate position to maintain their own social standing. **"The Post-Graduate Wife"** jokes about educated women in marriages, implying they use intellectual techniques to manipulate husbands into discussing politics—suggesting their education made them meddlesome rather than genuinely informed. The golf cartoon at bottom features period-typical comedic banter between golfer and caddy about proper playing positions.
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AND USE THE MACHINE, TONY; NON. OF THESE ROYISH PoBs,” Nes Rep S Dia Yr tooth or two gone. August TAY late, reflecting upon Tth My things, in especial the modern tendency to accuse any citizens who behave decently and in accord with the conventions of hav- ing inhibitions or being under-sexed. But as is the case with so many griev- ances I ponder, I am but a poor, weak woman and must, like Shelley, beat my ineffectual wings in against. a void....Up and walking through the town, stopping at Cora Scovil’s to bid her and Hank to dine with us, and she was at work upon one of her patch posters for a great shop window, a fine and realistic one, too, save that the lady’s maid in it wore a cap. But Cora, when I marked the discrepancy, did answer me that a lady’s maid’s uniform was not sufficiently attractive for her purpose, so she was pretending that the parlor maid was pinch-hitting. She lacked black stockings to cover the legs, too, nor was there time to send out for any, so she did order me to remove my gun-metal hose and sacrifice them. Which I did, and walked home feeling like a hussy in the nude ones she gave me in return. vain August to mon employment 15th agency this morning to in- terview servants, amused at my husband's injunction not to come home with any more having a front Lord! the business of keeping a good house staff is a tedious one, through the need of choos- ing between efficiency and amiability, the same being seldom found together. [had liefer have a manufacturer's biscuit handed me with grace and kindliness, (Continued on page 31) Sas an A Few Jacks APPLES — tar Flap— —straw. — and the beanstalk. The house that built. High, low —- Steeple— Lumber—. Union — — of Hearts, Spades, Diamonds and Clubs. Slap— — Rose cocktail. —— Sprat all trades. The Post-Graduate Wife HE asks her husband occasionally if he thinks there is any real danger in the political situation. The time most favored by experts for this question is when he has only five minutes in which to make his train. She never unfolds his morning paper Few, even from the post-graduate school, develop sufficient technique for this important detail within five years. She takes charge of, reads and re- turns all books leut him by his friends and gives him a few sentences which enable him to talk about them if cor- nered. MeC. He (i LON Golfer (with stance all his own): WHAT ARE YOU STOPPING THERE FOR IN THAT RIDICULOUS POSITION? ft TOLD you TO MY Green Caddy: "sCUSE ME, SIR, GET ON Tor DRIVE, OF THAT HILL AND WATCH 1 THOUGHT YOU WAS GETTIN’ READY TO BUNT. comicbooks.com