Life, 1928-07-12 · page 7 of 40
Life — July 12, 1928 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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**Top Cartoon:** Shows a working-class man asking his boss about his wife's laundry work, mentioning she was "run down by a big truck last week." The joke satirizes workplace indifference—the boss only cares whether the wife can still do washing, not her injury. This reflects early-20th-century labor attitudes where workers' welfare mattered less than productivity. **Bottom Cartoon:** Depicts children asking their mother for a "cocktail shaker," likely satirizing Prohibition-era American life. The humor lies in children casually requesting alcohol-related items during the period when alcohol was illegal, mocking how pervasive drinking culture remained despite the ban. Both cartoons use working-class scenarios to critique social attitudes of their time.
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Meditations in the Cloak and Suit District Horaisce THoucHT Levin, Eisenberg and Perls’ Line is Hats for Growing Girls. There’s a business that would be Fraught with too much risk for me. Females are too much inclined Toward a sudden change of mind. Think of the financial blow If the style were—not to grow! Harry THoucut Kleinman, Kellermann, Kraus and Klar Converters of Cotton Fabrics are. He is more useful who converts Cotton than cannibals into shirts. Tue Perrecr State Rifkin, Klein and Rappaport Manufacture Clothes for Sport. Happier man there can be none Than he who finds in work his fun. Norturno (Lento con duolo) Night and the price of underwear falling. Birds and the city marshal’s men calling. Skies and the cheeks of creditors paling. Daylight and Katz and Rosenstein failing. Critica, Note There is, in all great art, simplicity; A scorn of frills or arabesqueric; “Does ‘oh wife take in washin’ yet, Ambrose?” “Nossah, mah wife an’ I got money now; she was run down by a big truck last week.” An clemental force and strength, un- spent On empty phrase and wordy ornament. It is that thing found in Gregorian chants, The Doric column and I. Ginsberg PANTS Baron Ireland. “Dear....give Mother....the cocktail shaker.” Former Newspaper Reporter Explains Tardiness to Boss “Torrentiat rains falling all last night, swelling the creeks and sewers of the city to a flood height of unprecedented pre: portions, in my own case, made me late. “In the low basin where Jones Street intersects Smith Street, the grasping waters raced relentlessly, almost carrying me with them. “A motorist (that’s me) stalled his en- gine midway of the tempestuous stream. He was compelled to climb out into the muddy waters and push his car to safety (making me an hour late at the office). “City officials stated that the excess water would be summarily dealt with and that traffic again would be moving normally by tomorrow. so, dear boss, this won't happen again.” Leonard Painter, A BRASS TACK “We had a wonderful trip! We saw snow-crested summits leaping toward the cerulean heavens, we saw foaming tor- rents raging through the bottoms of shadowy canyons, we looked down from beetling crags into the depths of limpid lakes, we traversed sylvan glades shot with flashes of golden sunlight, we—” “How many miles to the gallon did you get?” comicbooks.com