Life, 1926-01-07 · page 9 of 40
Life — January 7, 1926 — page 9: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Top Cartoon**: Shows men examining a large wheeled device labeled "MEDICAL RESEARCH." The caption references Romans treating "pedestrians" with a knife, suggesting contemporary medical treatments are crude or dangerous—likely satirizing early 20th-century medical practices as barbaric. **"The Spice of Life"**: A fictional story where Algernon Coleman, dying after being hit by a truck, encounters a spirit offering to show him the future. The spirit promises glimpses of "Science and Invention," reflecting period fascination with technological progress. **"What's the Use?"**: A brief dialogue between Mrs. Peters and Mr. Peters about getting "old again." **"Fairy Story"**: Illustrates a motorcycle crash with the caption about catching dust "when we made that detour"—likely mocking early automobile/motorcycle mishaps as common occurrences.
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THE KOMANS HAD THE RIGHT IDEA. THAT'S THE WAY TO TREAT THOSE DAMNED PEDESTRIANS —KNIFE 'EM.” The Spice of Life The funeral will be held yesterday. What's the Use? [S it true, then, that you know the * Kansas City (Kans.) R. PETERS; At last we're out « past, present, and future?” asked Algernon groaned aloud. The item debt a little fearfully, Wa8 on the humor p Drinter’s fxs, Peters: Oh, goody! Now shade, in-an €rfor had brought him fam an act credit ceaint “Then, good spirit,” quavered Alger- —— AIRY STORY—Once a gr non, “could you tell me if I shall die AV WORD to the wife is never suf arrived at New York not famous? Riches, power, happiness and ficient a foreign debt commission love mean little to me. i T could but c taste of fame before I d “Algernon Coleman,” whispered the spirit, “I look into the mirrors of the future and see that thousands 1 note your passing. Y« take you out of obscurity “Will my name be—perhaps this is asking too much—in the Literary Di gest?” The spirit nodded, and Algernon heaved a great sigh of relief, “Then, kind spirit, will you tear aside the veil of the future that I may read what it says of my passing? Will it be under the head ‘of ‘Science and Invention,’ or will it be noted in “Let ters and Art’?” The shade smiled for the first time, then stretched forth his wand. “Read,” he sai “Algernon Coleman, of 451 Eighth “SOMEBODY'S GIVIN' US THEIR DUS Street, died to-day after being struck “NO, 11'S OUR OWN DUST THAT WE CAUGHT UP WITH WHEN WE MADE by @ truck carly to-morrow afternoon DETOUR comicbooks.com