Life, 1925-11-12 · page 9 of 41
Life — November 12, 1925 — page 9: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two satirical pieces. The top cartoon shows a giraffe being groomed by a barber with the caption "Just a Nick Shave, Please" — a visual pun playing on the animal's long neck. The lower cartoon depicts a disheveled man labeled "Easy Success Caterers" struggling with building blocks, captioned with a complaint about needing to "get ahead in de battle of life." This appears to satirize failed business ventures or get-rich-quick schemes. The "Switchboard Sally" dialogue piece is a comedic conversation involving confused phone numbers and social misadventures at clubs and hotels. The "All Present" section notes various U.S. cities considering name changes to avoid confusion with other municipalities (referencing Washington, D.C.'s petition). Overall, the page combines wordplay, physical comedy, and observations on American urban life and business culture.
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: LIPE : Switchboard Sally ELLO.,..That you, Peggy?...This is me,...Yeh, Sally. You should of come along last night, Peggy, we had a great time over at the Locomotive Engineers’ ball at Palm Garden....With who?...Oh, yeh?...Well, did enjoy?...How many cocktails did you drown?... to a night-club myself the first chance I get. Peggy. Love laughs at padlocks, you know. ...No, mister, this is NOT Ashkirk 6902!...Maybe what you want is Spring 3100—Police Headquarters!...So's your Aunt Hattie! I bought a nifty pair of fur garters yesterday over at \Voolheim’s, Peggy....Yellow and purple—catsy colors, what?...Yeh, come on over to-night and look them over. I don't know whether they look more attractive on me below or above my knees. No, you got the wrong number, lady....No, ma’am, this is an apartment-hotel, not the Martha Washington... Got a heavy date on for to-night, Peggy?...I bet I know who with....Oh, yeh?...You mean the guy who drives a yellow?...Well, you'd better watch your step with that bird, Peggy, I hear he hangs out with chorus girls. Excuse me a minute, I got to wake up 52....Yes, this is me, Mr. Buzzman. The cuckoos are singing; it’s twelve bells....Yeh, he’s a big mattress manufacturer from Hot ings, Peggy. I'll let you listen in on some snappy dia- between him and his sweetie some time! No, I don’t run the elevator any more. Pluggin’ the Cas Success CARI Boox how tet! om te mae 5 Yoriune wing a s E setahde ts Meer own ereay ; “JUST A NECK SHAVE, PLEASE,” board is hard enough from cight to five-thirty. I got to talk too much and it tires out my phalanx as it is. ..-Are you going to enter that Charleston contest at the Jazzland next Sunday night?...There'll be some hot hoofin’, all right!...Sweet lady!...Well, if I was as knock-kneed and pigeon-toed as her, who wouldn't win first prize?... She kills me! ++-Well, don’t forget to-morrow night at the Columbia, dearic....I know a fireman who can crash us in! Max Licf. All Present OW that Washington, N. C., has petitioned Washington, D. C., to change its name in order to avoid confusion, we may expect similar action from Boston, Ark.; Pittsburg, Col.; Brooklyn, Conn.; Philadelphia, Ill; Denver, Ind.; Detroit, Kan.; Chicago, Ky.; St. Louis, Mich.; Milwaukee, Ore., and New York Mills, Minn. ReMeey “HERE Y’ ARE, GENTS, JUST WHAT YE NEEDS T’ GET AHEAD IN ETTY: Isn't he rather nice? He's a reporter on one DE BATTLE OF LIFE. WHY, LOOK AT ME, GENTS! TWO YEARS of the picture newspapers. AGO I WAS NUTTIN’ BUT A BUM!” Kitty: Oh, have they got a reporter? comicbooks.com