Life, 1925-01-15 · page 5 of 36
Life — January 15, 1925 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page features two distinct satirical pieces about American regional culture: **"Dixie"** (left column): A nostalgic poem by Newman Levy mocking sentimental attachment to the Old South—specifically Southern food, memories, and romanticized "Old Dixie Tea Shoppe" tourism. It satirizes Northern migrants' idealized longing for Southern culture. **"100% Southerners"** (right column): Sharp one-liners mocking Southern stereotypes and dialects, including crude characterizations of Southern speech patterns and attitudes. **"Manual Training"** (middle section): A brief joke about crossword puzzles as "education." **The Cartoon** (bottom): Depicts well-dressed people and dogs gathered at what appears to be a Southern social gathering—captioned "The Favorite Reading Matter in Southern Resorts," suggesting satirical commentary on Southerners' reading habits or interests, though the specific reference is unclear. Overall, the page satirizes both Northern romanticization of the South and Southern culture itself.
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Dixie THERE'S a little spot in Dixie, and it’s there I long to be, £ It brings mem'ries of my childhood in Schenectady to me. Ye Dear Olde Dixie Tea Shoppe up in Portland, State of Maine, I my heart is filled with longing to be back there once again. those fragrant Southern waffles and that chicken choked with joy that dear old Southern mammy from Chicago, Illinois d though far from home I've wandered, there’s just one place that I want: s Ye Dear Olde Dixie Tea Shoppe up in Willoughby, Vermont. ou may call me sentimental, you may speak of Southern acred Southern mem'ries can’t be lightly brushed aside, \h. those poignant scented mem'ries of the Southland of my youth, \nd Ye Dear Olde Dixie Tea Shoppe near my homestead in Duluth. 100% Southerners HE man who becomes semi-hysterical whenever “Dixie” is played. (Born in Malden, Mass.) The elderly colonel with the broad-brimmed black hat, flowing tie and white imperial. (Hails from Bellows Falls, Vt.) The young chap who proposes toasts to: “The ladies, and God bless ouah glo'ious womanhood !” in Dubuque, Iowa.) The girl who thinks Gin'l Sherman was no gennelmun, suh! (Town belle of Seymour, Ind.) The man who jest kain't abide a niggah, nohow! Kleagle of Bismarck, N. Dak.) (Buyer for a house (King Tip Bliss. Manual Training } RS, CRABSHAW: You'll admit, I suppose, that the crossword puzzle is educating Crassuaw: Sure. Looks to me as if they had at last invented something that teaches a woman how to sharpen a pencil. alf the world doesn’t know how the other half lives, it is no fault of the confessional magazine. THE FAVORITE READING MATTER IN SOUTHERN RESORTS comicbooks.com