Life, 1924-11-20 · page 7 of 40
Life — November 20, 1924 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from *Life* magazine contains three satirical pieces: 1. **"A Reformer Gives Thanks to His Junior Partner"**: A poem where a religious reformer thanks God for help "cleansing" society of moral ills, particularly mentioning "beer and gin." The speaker admits their partner deserves credit and asks them to take more active involvement. This satirizes temperance/prohibition reformers and their self-righteousness. 2. **"Reflections of a Football Fan"**: A humorous account of a fan's miserable game-day experience—trading his liquor for a ticket, enduring rain without an umbrella, losing money, and arriving home at 8 PM starving. His wife enjoyed it more from home by the fire. This mocks the supposed glamour of attending live sports. 3. **"Turkey Reds"**: A brief comedic dialogue between a bride and dealer about wild turkeys, suggesting innocent double entendre. The cartoons accompany these pieces with visual humor.
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I A Reformer Gives Thanks to His Junior Partner LMIGHTY Lord: I pray Thee, rest assured Of my co-operation through the years, Until the moral ills of man are cured With holy flame that cleanses as it sears. Between Us, We shall purge this sphere of sin. (The inspiration, I admit, was Thine; But legislating versus beer and gin— That notion, Thou'lt confess, was wholly Mine.) This is the day when ordinary men Give thanks for any blessings they may cram Within their worldly pack; my deeper ken Gives thanks to Thee that I am what I am, That matter being settled, I would add Conditions have not reached all I had planned. I've given every moment that I had; 1 urge, Thou take a bit more active hand. There still are things that men enjoy to do; There still are things that bring unseemly mirth, And these affairs must be attended to, If We are yet to have a proper Earth. “OH, GEE, I FORGOT TO FEED HIM.” Reflections of a Football Fan In this work throw Thyself, both soul and heart ¢ TRADED ny next to last bottle of Scotch for a ticket (For Thou dost know that partners must agree). in the last row of the temporary stand behind the goal A bit more vigor, Lord, upon Thy part; posts, and broke my last bottle trying to squeeze into a I think Thou owest that, at least, to Me. special train. One of the 1856-model coaches developed a Tip Bliss, hot-box and I arrived just at the end of the first half. It was raining and I had no um- brella. I've had a cold ever since. Every one in front of me had an um- brella, though, and I missed the best plays of the second half entirely. I lost twenty-five dollars on the game and a five-dollar hat after it. I just caught a special train returning to the city, had to stand all the way and didn’t get anything to eat until eight o'clock that night. Of course I didn't mind, however, since my wife enjoyed the game im- / mensely. She said there was no static NW and she heard every play as clear as anything, sitting before the fire and a 7 1 eating chocolates R.S.W. aA = Turkey Reds . . RIDE: You have no wild turkeys? = I've heard they are delicious. “HEY, COME ON, WILL REAN’S BULL'S LOOSE.” Deater: No, ma'm. But we have “NOW AIN'T THAT LUCKY? I WANTED TO GET HOME BEFORE DARK, ANYWAY.” some that were very hard to catch. comicbooks.com