Life, 1927-01-20 · page 10 of 34
Life — January 20, 1927 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several satirical pieces typical of Life magazine's humor: **"More American Tragedies"** shows two disheveled men in conversation, likely satirizing Prohibition-era bootlegging and the illicit alcohol trade. The dialogue references liquor and "mustard," suggesting coded language for illegal drinking. **"Our Common Tongue"** mocks both British and American dialects through exaggerated spelling and slang, poking fun at national stereotypes and linguistic pretension. **"His Knees Know"** is a Sherlock Holmes parody where Holmes deduces Watson's activities from powder on his trousers—satirizing both the detective genre and social conventions. The overall tone reflects post-WWI American culture: skepticism toward Prohibition enforcement, class distinctions, and popular literary conventions. The humor relies on shared knowledge of contemporary events and cultural references.
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Life Thoughts of a Girl Expecting and Receiving a Proposal E'S acting so sort of self-conscious and embarrassed he must be going to propose well I should hope so he’s been rushing me for over a year now and not a word out of him yet I wonder if the poor boob thinks I'm going to accept him men are so conceited that way why should he expect me to say yes he can’t be making over three thousand a year at the most and he must know I know it I get more than twice that for my clothes and I never have anything decent to wear well he cer- tainly can’t say I've encouraged him but that’s what they all think they're so darn sure you're going to say yes actually the conceit of men is amazing there he goes starting out the way they all do about not loving you because you're beautiful and everything but because of * your wonderful character gee it makes me laugh well I'll be darned just like all the others thinking that just be- cause they say they love you and want to marry you it gives them a license to neck well that’s’ my fifth proposal not so bad for only two years out.... Lloyd Mayer. More American Tragedies ASY payments. “Analysis of the sample of liquor reveals...” “Did you mail that letter?” “Two in the third row, center, please. hree more, Steve, with lots of mustard on ’em.” Continued next month. o Our Common Tongue Life. Ny od Lines <—=S—_——. E read that in China the importation of radio rm Py ving sets is forbidden by law. Damn clever, these Chinese! AL Secretary Hoover says there is a job for every one this year. One-half the people, presumably, will be busy putting poison into alcohol, and the other half will hare plenty to do taking it out. “In the Carriker school news items appearing Monday the Enquirer’s correspondent, J. D. Nance, became a little mi confused, if not flustrated, in reporting the marr prominent young couple in his community. “It was Robert Baucom instead of his brother Charlie who was married. Also it was Miss Bedie Hinson, instead of ber sister, Miss Sophronia, who married Robert instead of Charlie. Further, the nuptials were celebrated on Wednesday instead of Sunday, as erroneously announced.” —Monroe (N. C.) Enquirer. Mr. Nance, however, was perfectly correct in stating B that a jolly time was had by all. aL We are advised that next season will see the productio. of bigger and better motion pictures. Tell that to th Morons! JL year,” the American Auto has issued an appeal for “modd motorists and model pedestrians,’ and all you have to do to qualify a model pede: n is to take why coming to you standing up. = & “Another Portugu military up rising,” we read, “has fallen.” It probably tripped on the heels of the one just preceding it. aL “Dear, dear,” remarked H. 6. We tts, glancing furtively at the cal- endar, “here it is the middle of January and I haven't written a new book this year.” In the interest of “safety mobile Association His Knees Know HERLOCK HOLMES: Ah, oy dear Watson! Did you have + nice time at the flapper dance? FF Watson: Holmes, old kid, you art a wonder. The instant I enter your door you tell me where I have beex. Elucidate this abstruse clue. Houmes: Far from abstruse, my In the manner of all contemporary British writers. J.P. Morgan: WAt, KING, 1 RECKON I SHALL HEV TEW KALKALATE ON A LEETLE MITE OF A LOAN FOAH YEW AND THE QUEEN, IF YEW REELY RECKON THET YEW DON’T KALKALATE TEW WASTE IT NONE, NOT HALF. And as all American comic strips would have it. King George: 1 8'y, HOLD TOPPER, n't s’y! ’OW BLOOMING BALLY OF You, AND HALL THAT SAWT OF RAWT! ER LADYSHIP THE QUEEN HAND HI SURE H’APPRECINYTE YOUR BLOOMING BALLY INSTINCTS. dear Watson. Look at the powder on your knees. (CHARON had just been refused s license as a deep-sea _ pilot “Well,” he sighed, “I guess I'll have to go back to the Styx.” comicbooks.com