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Life — November 13, 1924 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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Life — November 13, 1924 — page 11: Life, 1924-11-13

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This page combines poetry, humor, and a contest announcement rather than traditional political cartoons. **"Inspiration"** (top left poem by G. Edward Pendray) uses motivational language about dawn and labor—typical early-20th-century inspirational verse with no clear satirical target. **The main cartoon** shows a social gathering of well-dressed people. The caption "This Picture Has No Title" announces a $1,000 contest inviting readers to submit titles, with Life's editorial staff as judges. This was a common magazine engagement strategy. **Other sketches** ("The Suggestion," "The Skin Game," "End of the Season") appear to be brief humorous stories or anecdotes about domestic/social situations, typical of Life's miscellaneous humor content. The page is primarily **entertainment and reader participation**, not political satire.

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Inspiration \ (7 HO has not felt the urge to rise When dawn bursts red upon the hill, ‘Ta seize new vigor from the skies And lift the burden with a will; G». picking up the heavy task \Vhere yestereve it weary stopped, ‘To find that dullness, like a mask, Had fallen off when darkness dropped? \\ho has not felt a sluggard when morning sun has risen first, ©» has not sought the task again \Vith muscles new, for work athirst? \\ho has not felt the morning air enew his pride in work well done, Or thought the early tasks more fair? Well, I have not, for one. G. Edward Pendray. The Suggestion “THE Mapabeeli,” continued — the famous lecturer, “are a domestic c, highly practical, and devoid of all scuse of humor.” That reminds me,” reflected a bald- headed man in the ninth row. “I must telephone my wife.” NTHROPOLOGISTS | say esty is not a natural attribute and come m with clothes. It seems to have ¢ out with them, too. mod- f ALL the world’s a stage and each ** man in his time tries to play the xophone, This Picture Has No Title $1,000.00 in Prizes to the Winners of this Title Contest For the best titles to this cartoon, Lire will award prizes as follows: First Prize......... $500 SECOND Prize....... $300 Tuirp PrIze........ $150 Fourtu Prize...... $50 CONDITIONS Y “best” is understood that title which most cleverly and briefly de- scribes the picture reproduced above. The Contest is now open and open to everybody, whether subscribers for Lire or not, and will close at this office at noon on Saturday, Dec. 20, 1924. Titles will be judged by three mem- bers of Lire’s Editorial Staff, and their ion will be final. Titles may be original, or may be a quotation from some well-known au- thor, and should not exceed twenty words each, Contestants may send in more than one title, but not more than ten in one envelope. Should two or more persons submit the title selected as best, second best, ete. each will be awarded the ful amount of the prize tied for. The final award will be announced as early as possible after the close of the Contest (allowing for completion of the final reading). Checks will be sent simultaneously with the announcement of the award. The members of Lire’s Staff, of course, are not permitted to compete. All titles should be addressed to Lrre’s Picture Title Contest, 598 Madison Avenue, New York, N. Y. Envelopes should contain nothing but the compet- ing titles, typewritten or very plainly written, using one side of paper only, with the name and address of the sender on each sheet. The Skin Game T is the day of the big game. In the stand a her Hudson fur, and air damsel nestles into alskin coat of muskrat adjusts her complexion with a scrap of chamois skin which once covered a young goat, Her hero jogs onto the field in his brown canvas mole- skins and receives the pigskin of sheep's hide fr student manager clad in This is his to star on the gridiron, for ‘skin of paraffined linen. last chan nent June he will get his sheepskin, nicely printed on the best bond. But, alas, it is not to be, for the whistle hows and he takes a place on the bench, He is only a substitute himself. ROL. G. End of the Season “yi dog prictor, days are over,” said the as he stood on the high Hot Frank way nailing shut his comicbooks.com