Life, 1925-07-16 · page 13 of 40
Life — July 16, 1925 — page 13: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three satirical pieces: 1. **"Mrs. Nextdoor's Summer"**: A humorous article about wealthy social circles and their elaborate vacation schedules, illustrated with a sketch of leisure activities by a beach or lake. 2. **"Well Off"**: A short dialogue joke about a poor boy who became rich, featuring a cynical comment on women's constancy in romantic relationships. 3. **"The Beachcombers"**: A cartoon showing a figure surrounded by coffee cups, satirizing panhandlers or vagabonds who solicit small change ("dimes") by claiming to buy coffee. The joke suggests they're actually profiting significantly from these solicitations. The page's humor targets class pretension, social climbing, and street-level con artists—typical satirical subjects for Life magazine's middle-class readership.
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Mrs. Nextdoor ’s Summer (How She Will Spend It, If You Can Take Her Word for It) WO weeks in the Adirondacks; eight weeks for a “little jaunt” to Europe; the months of July and Au- gust at their villa in the hills; about five weeks in the Canadian Rockies— one gets so close to God up there; a two-months’ trip to California by boat; July up in Maine; August in New Hampshire; three weeks on the Great Lakes; a tour of Alaska; eight weeks or so in the Blue Ridge Mountains; a month in Newport; July at White Sulphur Springs; July and August in the West Indies, and a few short hops to Australia, Sweden and the English lake district. In spite of this bewildering, not to say astounding itinerary, Mr. Nextdoor can be observed every Sunday morn- ing in the back yard. Attired in a red undershirt, he patiently paints the flivver and cleans the spark plugs. Arthur L. Lippmann. THE BEACHCOMBERS Well Off “T STARTED in life as a barefoot boy. Yessir! We were poor folks. Look at me to-day. Look, I say. 1 started with nothing and now—and now —lI've got ten thousand dollars’ worth of debts.” “1 NEVER SEEM TO TAN. I JUST GET RED. “LE BURN AT FIRST, BUT THEN I TAN “L DON'T TAN AT ALL, I WISH I DID, JUST BURN “AT THE END OF THE SUMMER I'M AS BROWN AS A BERRY. ALICE PEELS, THOUGH. I JUST GET BROWN.” _ . “YOU'RE LUCKY. I JUST BURN, AND GET RED AND THEN PEEL.” says a jurist, are just as good as they ever were; and when, inquires the cynic, was that? Light or Dark Music? “Customers of one New York boot- black can_now listen-in while having their boots polished, as he has fitted a wire- less set to his box of brushes.” —News item. EQUEST programs which have been submitted in connection with the outfit include the following : “Shine On, Silvery Moon.” “Polish Dances” (Wieniaski). “Pretty Little Silver Heels.’ “Oh, Dem Golden Slippers.’ “The Brushwood Boy.” “O Sole Mio.” H.W. In Darkest Tennessee DMIRING FRIEND: How do you evolve your plots? IF A VAGABOND ACTUALLY BOUGHT ALL THE CUPS OF COFFEE FOR WHICH Tennessee Autuor (fearfully): I HE SOLICITS DIMES, don’t. They just happen. comicbooks.com