Life, 1928-03-01 · page 11 of 42
Life — March 1, 1928 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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**Top Cartoon:** Shows a woman being kissed by a man while others watch. The caption reads: "I had a strange sinking feeling when Tom tried to kiss me." Responses: "Why? Hadn't you ever been kissed before?" "Never in an airplane." This is a straightforward joke about the novelty and awkwardness of romantic encounters in aircraft—a modern luxury in this era. **Bottom Cartoon:** Labeled "Mexican Celebrity," depicts a man in a sombrero showing another figure a newspaper. The caption states: "The trouble with this country is they shoot too many politicians and not enough caricaturists." This is political satire commenting on Mexican political instability and violence of the period, with dark humor comparing politicians to targets.
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The High-Class Auctioneer Goes Over the Borderline *NUMBEE three twenty-four, a lot of six mahogany concert grand pianos. ..do I hear one mil- lion dollars? Do I hear two million dollars? What? Ladies and gentle- men, do you mean to tell me I can’t get a fifty-thousand-dollar raise on this very fine, genuine antique or- molu vehicular tunnel? Very well, then, going at eighty-seven million, six-hundred and thirty-five thou- sand, five hundred...I'll take a fifty-cent bid. ..at that price you can afford to buy it and give it to the cook... going... going...once more do I hea: advance on this com- plete matched articulated skeleton of a dinosaur. ..a museum piece, ladies and gentlemen...where can you pick up a dinosaur like that these days...I know...but they’re com- ing back into fashion again... ...a wheel within a wheel. ..ten years ago I sold a dinosaur that wasn't half as big as this one for SEVEN trillion million billion DOLLARS ... going ... going... once...twice...this is your last chance to get the only existing six- teenth century first-edition copy of the Brooklyn and Queens Telephone Directory...going...going ... SOLD! The soap dish with the hand-embroidered silk shade is sold to the little girl in the back row for thirty-five pins!" Henry William Hanemann. OLD-DIGGER’S version: “To the victor belong the poils.” “I had a strange sinking feeling when Tom tried to kiss me.” “Why? Hadn't you ever been kissed before?’ “Never in an airplane.” Femasculinity (“Cosmetics for men are getting serious attention in the Paris press.”"—Newws item.) “ i Y dear, what is that lovely lip rouge I've seen you using?” begged Ralph Arbuthnot, the big steel man. “Oh, darling, have you noticed it, too?” trilled his friend, Claude Sweetly, the president of the First National Bank. ‘Every one’s been asking me about it, and I’m so thrilled! It's called ‘Nom du Chien’ and not enough caricaturists. —isn’t that ducky !—and I happened to run across it at Spalding’s.” “T shall surely stop there after the matinee. It’s simply adorable!” “But, darling, your compl nis so perfect! Ah! how I en “But, my dear, yours is lovely, too. Mine would be terrible if I didn't have my regular ‘Illinois mud’ treatments. But I really never use face rouge.” “Why, my dear, not really!” “Yes, all I ever do is to rub a dab of cream into my cheeks and dust them over with my special face pow- der—Un Peu du Chalk Dust,’ it’s called. That's what gives them that dainty rose flush.” “Oh, I must try it. It’s simply sweet! Well, I really must go, dear. I've a horrid old directors’ meeting at two and I mustn't keep the gir— ah—boys—waiting.” John C. Emery. What's the Use? OFFICER: I'll have to give you a ticket, lady. Your tail light isn’t lit. Girt Driver: But, officer, I don’t know how to back the car anyhow. comicbooks.com