Life, 1925-04-23 · page 13 of 37
Life — April 23, 1925 — page 13: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three distinct pieces: 1. **"The Ingenious Mr. Jones" cartoon**: Shows a man devising a bathing contraption with a "No Swimming in This Tub!" sign—satirizing creative solutions to household inconveniences, likely Depression-era resourcefulness. 2. **"The Dentist" poem**: A humorous verse mocking dental anxiety, describing the dentist's tools and the patient's terror during examination. It's gentle satire on a universal experience of fear in the dentist's chair. 3. **"Modern Travel" cartoon and "Mrs. Pep's Diary"**: The diary entry describes social awkwardness at events and frustrations with domestic life. The cartoon shows a man and woman with a rooster, captioning a joke about a bride's breakfast shower—light domestic humor. Overall, the page showcases typical Life magazine satire targeting everyday middle-class anxieties and social situations.
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Phi G Aone > THE INGENIOUS MR. JONES PERFECTS A DEVICE FOR GETTING HIS LITTLE BOY TO TAKE A BATH. Wes Reps Diary Awake betimes, searching the publick prints for some en- tertainment against to-mor- row evening, but was at such pains to find the table of amusements that I could not but think that if my own sex made the laws, there would be a statute requiring every journal to print it al- ways in the same place. We do need much legislation of a sensible character life, but Lord! the men do go on passing bills about the tariff, etc., and other matters which do never touch our own doorsteps....Finding that my blue silk puff had not .been delivered yesterday according to promise, I did call the shop on the telephone and was asked by a young man whose voice hespoke his pomaded hair and Norfolk jacket to hold the wire, which I did, but for so long a time that I grew enraged and hung up the receiver. It does always seem upon such an occa- sion that the persons to whom one puts a simple question must descend into the bowels of the earth for its answer, and become unduly engaged with Cerberus hefore returning....To a great revel at H. Skane’s in the evening, having a fairish time, but I do not enjoy myself to the full at such a large rout through the fact that no matter where I am, the gaicty always sounds more intense in another room. April Lydia Loomis in early to see me, telling how she had sat Ith fem alone at a matinee in front of some people who were doing a cross- word puzzle and had written Herod for “one of Christ's judges,” spelling it with an “e” on the end. That being more than Lydia could endure in silence, she did turn about and ask them gently why they did not try “Pilate,” whereto the woman rejoined icily, It hasn't enough (Continued on page 32) June Bride-to-Be: po YoU KNOW THE GIRLS ARE GIVING The Dentist OW I should hate to be a Dentist, The probing, scraping Instrumentist Who drills and grinds with grisly Tools Devised by Golliwogs and Ghouls! He gloats on what appears to be a Decided Case of Pyorrhea; And, oh, what Horrid Joy is his To find three Brand-new Cavities! He gaily grooves your Molar, taking But little Note of how you're quaking For Fear the Whirring Burr should swerve And touch the Tense, Expectant Nerve. He never dreams, the Ruthless Duffer, How Finer Souls like yours can suffer ; Across your Mouth—poor, Patient Lamb !— The Ruffan rears a Rubber Dam He gags you well, then prates and pat- ters And asks your Views on Weighty Matters, And when you gargle, “Ow-wah-oo!" Replies, “That's right; I think so, too!” Arthur Guiterman. Modern Travel H What's the name of this ship? She: Don’t ask me. I'm not even sure of the ocean. ME A BREAKFAST SHOWER? “WHAT ARE THEY SERVING—GRAPEFRUIT?” comicbooks.com