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This page from Life magazine contains social gossip, a satirical cartoon, and song parody. **The Main Cartoon** ("A Ball Game in Hell") depicts a dialogue between Charon (ferryman of the dead) and Mephistopheles (a devil figure). Charon asks the devil's opinion of his "game," to which Mephistopheles responds "Terrible; you'd better go back to the Styx!"—a classical underworld reference. This is a mild joke about incompetence, likely without specific political targeting. **"The Modern Home According to Popular Songs"** is a humorous compilation of song lyrics (by Vincent Clark Odell) describing idealized homes—cottages, nests, humble dwellings—that collage together sentimental popular music clichés. It satirizes how 1920s popular songs romanticized simple, domestic life. **The opening sketch** ("Just a dash of the gin, Freddie") depicts Prohibition-era drinking, showing people disguising alcohol consumption as tea—commentary on the 1928 enforcement of Prohibition laws mentioned in the text. The page is primarily social commentary and lighthearted satire rather than hard political critique.

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***Many who attended the recent lec- ture at the Newport Art Association en- joyed the tasty collation which was served following the talk, which was on art. ***Before opening “The Breakers,” her summer home on Bellevue Avenue, Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbilt had to have a wom- an in to clean, owing to the large quantity of dust which collected while the former woman was abroad for two seasons, ***Glenna Collett, Rhode Island's popu- lar girl golfer, says she is glad to be home again from England where she was un- able to get any quahaug fie or johnny- cakes, also finding the English far behind the times in other ways, including golf. gx It costs nothing to get your name in this column and is well worth it—Advt. Lloyd Mayer. New York Deems Taytor is home from a sojourn in shady Italy. ***Gco. Cohan and Rube Goldberg were birthday boys Thursday. ***Well, 1928 has entered on its second half, and if you don’t believe it figure it out yourself, ***Pretty hot rustling items these days but the public has got to have news, as C. A. Dana used to say. ***Miss Elspeth Macduffie of Springfield, Mass., has accepted a position with Fred Stokes the book publisher. ux Independence Day was celebrated quietly and sanely on Wednesday. Lire’s campaign had a lot to do with it. ***Prohibition went into effect nine years ago Monday, the anniversary being fit- ungly observed in our thriving burg. William Beebe your son?” some- body asked Chas. Beebe late last Sunday afternoon. “Yes, sir,” observed Chas., with a twinkle in his eye, “that's my Beebe.” ***Sam'l Hopkins Adams and wife en- tertained Mr. and Mrs. Atherton Har- lan and others from N. Y. at his Auburn estate, Charlie Osborne Auburn’s mayor being among the invited guests. ***Joc Proskauer our popular judge is back from Houston. Last spring he in- vited ye ed. to go with him, but \* cither didn’t mean it or forgot about same, so, not liking to trifle with our luck, we didn’t remind him, Joe is well pleased with the Democratic nominee, is his summary, Franklin P. Adams. Sue: Just a dash of the gin, Freddie—to flavor the tea. The Modern Home According to Popular Songs It’s a blue heaven—a love nest—a garden spot, with birds in the trees and a son; on the breeze... . .It’s just a cottage small by a waterfall—a castle in Spain—a rick- ety, rackety shack by a ruggedy, rockety road—where I stood with my girlie when the dew was pearly carly... .. It's God's A Bau. Gaste iN Hew. Cuaron: What do you think of my game, Satan? Meritstorietes: Terrible; you'd better go back to the Styx! own shelter down on the delta—where they say hello and they mean hello... .. It’s a coconut hut on the Florida shore— where the grass is tall and your cares are small.....It's the home of my sunset dreams—a cabin in Kentucky—a little nest that’s nestled where the roses bloom —a sunny acre away down South in heaven—where you hear the rustlin’ corn and birds a-singing in the early morn. .... It's just a cottage small and plain at the end of a winding lane—where but- terflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup... ..It’s a cozy little bungalow just built for two, and maybe three... .. It’s a little gray home in the West—where moonbeams are creeping and flowers all are sleeping, and birds make music all day. -Yes, sir, I'll say it’s just my sweet Carolina, Indiana, California, Mis- sissippi, no-place-like, HOME. Vincent Clark Odell. PUT THIS IN YOUR PLATFORM, WILL “Waar about Will Rogers for Presi- dent?” “Well—er—not if he chooses to pun.” Frequent marriers will be inter- ested to learn that under the Baumes law the fourth offense means life. comicbooks.com