Life, 1928-03-29 · page 6 of 34
Life — March 29, 1928 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three separate humor pieces typical of 1920s Life magazine: 1. **Top cartoon**: Two cherubs discussing a headache, making light of physical ailments. 2. **Middle article**: "On Inviting One's Sister to the Prep School Prom" — a humorous letter from a boy to his friend, describing social awkwardness about bringing his sister to a school dance. It references specific locations (Beechwood Drive, St. Vitus's dance) suggesting upper-class preparatory school culture. 3. **Bottom cartoon**: "Stone Age Mother and Dad" — a humorous prehistory scene where a parent complains about a college boy's chiseled assignment, making a pun about "pounding out a check." It satirizes the expense of higher education. The humor targets upper-middle-class social conventions and family dynamics of the era.
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nh First Crerus: What? You have a terrible headache? What do you suppose could have caused that? Seconp Cxerus: I don't know. I'm certain it couldn't have been my stomach. On Inviting One’s Sister to the Prep School Prom “DEAR Sis: How about coming up to the Prom next week? Dad and I were talking about my allow- ance when he was up here a few days ago. He certainly is a great old scout—he sure did the right thing by me. Somehow in the course of the conversation it came up that you hadn't been up here yet, so I just happened to think that perhaps you might like to come for the Prom. It isn’t perfect here this time of year, you know—the trees aren't out en- tirely—and, of course, I know there is a lot going on in the city. By the way, what ever has become of Ger- trude Blanchard? I have written her two letters now and haven't heard a word. Does Ed Paul see much of her these days—or don’t you know? She always struck me as a pretty good sort—what do you think? Edna Pollard wrote me just the other day. She is in school not far from here, you know. I imagine I could get her for the Prom if you don’t come, or I would be willing to write Ger- trude Blanchard again if you are all mixed up in some social affairs, as I gather you are, from the papers mother sends on. Betty Smith is in school near here, too. She is an at- tractive little thing, isn’t she? Al- ways liked her, some way. But Father was such a darn good sport and came across so handsomely, and I certainly hope you can get here for the Prom. If you can’t conveniently, let me know by Friday, will you? How are you and Ben getting along —and before I forget it, is Ger- trude’s address 149 Beechwood Ter- race or 149 Beechwood Drive? I certainly hope you can come. If I don’t hear before Friday, I will know that you can’t make it. “Your loving brother, “Jimaty. “P. S. Wire me Gertrude’s cor- rect address.” Hayward Bartlett. Something New Under the Sun HE latest craze, These hectic days, Is all about the violet rays That float amid the ether; The sun has ultra-violet rays— Oh, ultra ultra-violet rays— Oh, ne plus ultra-violet rays To warm the world beneath her, Our window glass Is of a class To catch the sunbeams as they pass And steal that magic aura; It fills you full of pep and vim: It keeps you in the best of trim: And in your greenhouse, neat and prim, It fortifies the flora. Accept no fake, For heaven’s sake: Stone walls do not a prism make— You need an all-glass ceiling; And thus, by Nature’s simple plan, Each well-enlightened mortal can Achieve an artificial tan, And spend the season peeling. Norman R. Jaffray. have St. Vitus’s dance. So have I. Shake. Stone Ace Motuer: Here's a chiselgram from our boy at college. Stone Ace Dap: Ye gods! That means Ill have to spend the day pounding out a check. comicbooks.com