Life, 1926-05-20 · page 12 of 44
Life — May 20, 1926 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two illustrations satirizing early 20th-century theatrical and social pretension. The upper cartoon depicts a chaotic scene at what appears to be a theater or social club, with figures in formal dress amid absurdist activity—suggesting mockery of avant-garde or experimental theater. The lower cartoon, captioned "OUR MORE CONSERVATIVE CITIZENS SQUEAKED UNEASILY," shows well-dressed people in an elegant interior reacting with discomfort or disapproval to something. The caption suggests satire of bourgeois sensibilities—conservative citizens are portrayed as easily scandalized or upset by modern social/theatrical developments. The accompanying text discusses theater productions, performers named Bert Hoofine and Wallace, and satirizes both theatrical pretension and audience reactions to experimental entertainment, typical of Life magazine's social commentary on American cultural anxieties of its era.
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at Platte Barwell had to be tween the figurines, the hands of into the part of Petroushka Mollusk | Were supposed to move around the Hattic has red hair and freckle , , The property-a that hali-witted Wallace said You're Libby boy, forgot them until roused by “ll the type but) you'll have to de. | the couplet, Phere were tears, apol But sec, the hour is nearly one carsals...it was hell { Our Midnight } y is done It was during this hectic period ‘ when he rushed to the back of the Bert Hoofner worked himself into ; and whirled the hands around w proceedings. Wallace loathed him be fell swoop, amid cries of “How time cause whenever he, Wallace, took his flies !" “Atta-clock !” ete train in the morning Bert would yell | Niter a prodigious crashing of out, “The old family stage-coach is now | scenery we next gazed upon the erab caving for the big city! But Bert | b catcher’s cottage. “Sea Fruit” had was so infernally useful. When Wal Tn fairly rough going but even the tur- lace discovered at the eleventh hour milent element was stilled by: the bring that the chairs hadn't been « 1, it in of I: body (Ralph Coit) in was Bert who said he would get them a pine kimono. “How well he mai and did, by telling undertaker : hes rtaker’s chairs,” said Willic that it was the most important funeral ‘ a s shus! that had ever happened our way bitter logue followed Then Horace Bemis had te drop « and Petroushka which of °The Wrong Flat” at the last mo F by Fath ul, a priest, wl ment. Who could his part? Bert Z , . “Hasn't the boy been | Hoofner! He was made for it. Wal f : That the cadaver lace explained his part. “YY me i BERT WAS SO RNTHUSIASTIC THAT HP ave sneezed at this moment at ve by on nent Ye «lL the KEMEAKSED BY HIMSELF AT THE CLUB” was not Ralph's fault—there’s Woman, whom you suppose your of ‘fu out our way—but wife, in my arms. You shoot her." piece contained a shepherd and a ‘ the house and the « Bert was so enthusiastic about the herdess it was not a crook meloc asly and supplied the he rehearsed by himsel However r of applause at ending” mentioned by Miss Flamm and fired off a Colt 43 within the sight’ of Doc Pettner and) Mrs Onderdonck announced his own piece, three fect of a teacparty. Mrs. Doe Bemis in bi silks and satins, the — not proposing to submit it to the heavy Pettner eda cup of the scalding audience 0 tharey from nidling of Hoofner beverage high in air and caught ito i only plucked by « I have tried to show,” he said. “the her chest of things that will happe tragic consequences of Error inumblins Well, the Night finally arrived it was the great clock, be- blindly at the door of Mischance Phe programs didn't We now gazed at so ever-ready Bert a hand: apart was elected to. an . ment, every detail « nounce the events which expressed si Out in’ front the ful luxury Our audience was writh more conservative ing img citizens squeaked un | easily and st glances at Dr Vetch, whose neck grew rosy over his collar, A lady, “The played tim the audience is oiled Nts idly by Ruby Pett IM go « | ner, was awaiting a tell them t \ call from “The news.” | } [| g Man” (Wallace On line, Ih) \ t ‘donck), who, it “Unaccustomed as L Ny f ; was whispered, was » public squeak- \ eS 5 her lover. Fancy was riot- E } that! ously received, as : i vn Wallace entered was his explanation There was nothing that though the first “OUR MORE CONSERVATIVE CITIZENS SQUEAKED UNEASILY.” (Cont. on page 30) comicbooks.com