Life, 1925-04-02 · page 35 of 44
Life — April 2, 1925 — page 35: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Life* magazine (dated March 28th based on the diary entry) contains **Mrs. Pep's Diary**—a satirical column mocking upper-class society pretensions. The humor centers on theatrical snobbery: Mrs. Pep attends Wagner's "Die Meistersinger" and is scandalized that orchestra musicians work crossword puzzles during a trombone rest, suggesting their lack of artistic devotion. The diary also references a windfall inheritance and shopping for luxury items—typical frivolous concerns of wealthy Manhattan society. The page includes advertisements (The Roosevelt Hotel, French Line steamship cruises) and a brief comic section titled "What Next?" that satirizes theatrical trends, noting the sensation of a new musical revue where "all the girls were fully clothed"—a joking reference to 1920s Broadway's increasingly revealing fashion standards. The overall tone is gentle mockery of Manhattan's cultural elite and their obsessive concern with social status and fashionable entertainment.
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Mrs. Pep’s Diary (Continued from page 12) performance of “Die Meistersinger” she sat where she had a full view of the orchestra, and that during the second act, wherein the trombones have a long respite, two of the players did work on crossword puzzles, which was almost more than a perfect Wag- nerite could endure....At my husband all through tea to telephone for tickets to one of the successes we have missed ; ut he would not, saying he was sure it desire under the elms was much > same as desire anywhere else, so I gave in, knowing that the argument would end, as usual, with Leon Errol, which it did. March Word this day from my “28th bank that I have therein three hundred dollars more than I wotted of, and albeit I know not what was the good news they took from Ghent to Aix, it could have had nought upon such a message. So out betimes to buy the silver water jug at Crich- ton’s which I have long coveted, and found in the shop Mistress Ellwood, whom I have not seen in years, She did persuade me to lunch with her at her inn, and regaled me with the high doings amongst the young people in her part of the mid-West, confiding that there is such constant revelry at the | FOU R WE EKS IN FRAN C E home of her daughter and son-in-law that when their infant stops with her QI th@ cost of on ordinary vacation overnight she must arrange an arti- ficial din in order to get it to sleep. | A GOLDEN noon under striped umbrellas— Twilight ia the Bois . .. You can go to France ! there is nought like a sense of chicken en casserole fic fora Prince and his this summer for $140.00, in the large French Line istic hyperbole to keep one con- | Ure... Barbizon. A million jewels in the air, _one-cabin iners—with French service and French tossed against the sky—the spirit of history in cooking. Youcan make a round trip for $162.00 lovely and stately rooms—gardens that make you © —Tourist III class, with individual rooms . . . dream of the Jong ago—Versailles, with the You can live well in France—and tour—on six fountains playing. Moonrise from Sacre-Cocur. dollarsaday . . . Write for interesting booklet temporaneous, and I ask no more of the gods than half B. Ellwood's zest when T arrive at her present age. Baird Leonard. Compagnie GéniraleTransatlantiyne ( Agencies in Principal Cities 19 State Street, New York of the United States THE ROOSEVELT >? New York's Newest Smart What Next 2 Tur new musical revue was the Hotel sensation of the century. One block from the Fifth Avenue The people standing in line at the shops,—three from the theatres. box-office looked like a run on the bank. Eleven hundred guests rooms, | Seats were selling for special matinees some with private roof gardens. well into 1938. People talked of A Roosevelt Memorial Library and nothing clse—they even stopped going a Teddy Bear Cave for children are to see “Abie’s Irish Rose"! among its unique features. The new revue was the sensation of the century. All the girls were fully clothed! Private covered passageway connects with Grand Central Terminal. EDWARD CLINTON FOGG, Nowavays a motorist is glad when THE LETTER Managing Director | he finds a parking place, and he's | “Aly dear Friend: tHe Geeatest marv- Madison Ave. Forty-fifth St. even gladder when he comes back and SHIP FOR US OUT HERE IS SOLITUDE.” - finds his car still there. —Le Monde Colonial (Paris). comicbooks.com