Life, 1925-01-22 · page 13 of 36
Life — January 22, 1925 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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The main illustration depicts a nude or semi-nude man in what appears to be a bedroom or bathing area, surrounded by onlookers peering through windows and doorways. The accompanying text "Heating Engineer" presents this as satire about a dubious energy-conservation pitch—the engineer claims an "up-to-date system" will "save half your fuel and increase your heat production fully thirty per cent." The joke satirizes both fraudulent home-improvement schemes and the absurdity of the proposition itself. The voyeuristic imagery of witnesses watching the "heating engineer" suggests the ridiculous, inappropriate nature of whatever he's proposing. Below are various short humorous pieces including "The New Member Arrives," "Famous Hopes," and "Greatness"—typical satirical content of early 20th-century Life magazine targeting social pretension and human folly.
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For Ladies Only “Glory does not embellish woman, and 1 not wish to sacrifice the woman in me. Il always rather render myself inimitable ny way of wearing a dress by Chervert by alt the talent and all the ugliness f the’ Eliots and the Staéls.” rat of Marie Lenéru.) From The V HAT price glory from a sonnet YV Or a page of perfect prose i your dolman, when you don it, Looks like Podunk or Cohoes? sir enough to write a letter For which publishers will bid. at it's infinitely better That your stockings do not skid. scintillating conversation Cannot possibly compete With admiring observation From a stranger in the street. Sweet m: f you can, be clever (Being good is quite apart), it you mustn't let it ever Keep your clothes from being smart \Wiser far to knot a ribbon In the most alluring way Than to master all that Gibbon Or Suctonius has to say. Do not bolt your tea and scurry When your repartee falls flat— Why should any woman worry Who is certain of her hat? Baird Leonard. The New Member Arrives HE door of the room where the members of the Club for Discarded Myths assemble opened a crack, and 1 benevolent-featured, rotund gentle- peered in, adjusting his horn- immed spectacles. He hesitated a mo- ment, plainly embarrassed. “I think you have the wrong place, Sefior!" murmured Ponce de Leon, who was trying to mix something to drink that would resemble the Foun- in of Youth. vo,” answered the old gentleman, 1 trifle sadly, shifting a dilapidated kite from one hand to the other as he entered. “I am ousted at last. 'Tis @ stout tradition that can survive a century.” rue enough,” commented Washing- ton, as he laid down the cherry-pit he was carving, and rose to welcome the newcomer. “Hang up your insignia on yonder wall beside my hatchet, friend man ‘Come over into the chimney corner,” called Sir Isaac Newton cheerily; “I'll ZA | c G HH Heating Engineer: EXCUSE ME, OLD MAN, BUT MAY I TALK TO YOU A MINUTE ABOUT AN UP-TO-DATE SYSTEM HERE INCREASE YOUR HEAT put on another apple to toast; it’s all they be good for. “Willingly,” said Poor Richard, lay- ing aside his topco: “The fellowship of worthy companions—I see there are plenty of such here—makes a man in- different to the ingratitude and skepti- m of the world. Pershing, brave fellow, will be along presently. The pacifists have e’en concluded that he really exclaimed, ‘I forget why we're here!” M. E. B. Greatness “"TELL me,” said the great producer of musical revues to the back- woodsman, “what kind of bird is that?” “That,” replied the other, “is called a nightingale.” FFABLE—Once upon a time there was an honest dirt farmer who owned a genuine antique. He refused to sell it THAT WOULD SAVE HALF PRODUCTION YOUR FUEL AND FULLY THIRTY PER CENT? Famous Hopes HITE —. Anthony —. I — you choke. — chest. Last —. — springs eternal. No —— for Harvard. “Tr you like your drink,’ said Gunga Din.” Faith, ——, and Charity. While there is Lire there's ——. ——ing you are the same. Repeal of Eighteenth Amendment. “And if we strike oil!...” H.W. H. THE man who used to want to live n Easy Street is almost as well pleased to-day if he can find a place there to park his car. comicbooks.com