Life, 1927-06-02 · page 16 of 46
Life — June 2, 1927 — page 16: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page presents a serialized diary column rather than a political cartoon. The image shows what appears to be a domestic interior scene, though it's quite dark and difficult to parse clearly. The diary entry discusses household management—specifically concerns about rug cleaning and storage. The diarist mentions maintaining social standing in Brooklyn society and references lunch with "Babs Ottley at an inn." The caption quotes a conversation questioning whether "H. L. Mencken is a greater mind than Mr. George Bernard Shaw," suggesting this was satirizing educated middle-class social pretensions of the era. The humor likely targeted how such households discussed intellectual matters while preoccupied with domestic trivialities. Without additional context, the specific date and identities of referenced individuals remain unclear.
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MY DEAR MRS. SCHILO: 18 A GREATER MIND THA The first post full of sup- positions from perfect strangers that at this May 11th time of the year I am contemplating having certain of my rugs or floor coverings either cleaned, repaired or hich I am not doing at all, and were it not for my old hand- maiden Virgie, who, now that she is established amongst the propertied class of Brooklyn, does v BERG, FOR THE LAST TIME—WILL YOU ADMIT MR, IL. MR. GEORGE B FRIENDSIUIP CRAS New Lays Diar when the seasons change much after the fashion of a district nurse, our closets would not be larvexed before the Fourth of July. Lord! it is almost morc than I can bear to real- ize that the hangings must soon come down, forasmuch as it seems only the day before yesterday that we got them up. To luncheon with Babs Ottley at an inn, doing myself well enough on soft crabs and vegetable ARD SHAW—OR MUST OUR salad, but the food which various persons at adjoining tables had or dered did look, as usual, more at- tractive than mine own, nor could | identify the dishes from the card, neither, and was minded of the time when Marge Boothby, s a waiter at the Biltmore pass with 4 tray of pink drinks, had asked him what they were, whereupon he quoth, (Please turn to page 36) comicbooks.com