Life, 1928-11-30 · page 15 of 52
Life — November 30, 1928 — page 15: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The main cartoon shows a well-dressed couple entering what appears to be a speakeasy or nightclub during Prohibition, with the caption: "There's an especially gay crowd here tonight, madam. A Prohibition agent's party just arrived." The joke relies on Prohibition-era context (1920s-1930s): speakeasies were illegal bars, and Prohibition agents were federal law enforcement who raided them. The humor is ironic—the host is sarcastically suggesting that a raid by federal agents will make the party "gay" (meaning lively/fun), when in reality their arrival would shut down the illegal operation and likely arrest patrons. The secondary cartoon titled "The Collar Ad Model Takes His Workout" shows a man exercising with a device, illustrating vintage advertising humor unrelated to the main content.
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“There's an especially gay crowd here tonight, madam. A Prohibition agent's party just arrived.” silin her little birch-barks an playta | around, it said she was an elf child. That got me to thinkin an bang goes the book. What an elf I'd make, rompin through | : | the woods, pawin up the earth every- where I dug my toe-nailed feet. Think | of the fur on my legs all pompadoured an glossy, an me flitun through the trees with a harp-whistle to my mouth, scat- terin animals an flutterin bicds, An then at night when it was all very dark, I'd peek out of the woods to see if anybody was still up on the farms. With only stars for lanterns I'd make whistle sounds that'd drive wild animals slinkin to their caves. Outa the woods I'd go pussy- Up-tocin down the village, sendin all the dogs into the kennels with their tails beween their legs, too scared to bark cause they knew Pan was out ‘an he| wasn't meanin no good when he blew moanful little whistle howls that made children put their heads under the covers. They'd know that the very fiercest elf was at the grindstone, sharpenin up his spear tail an makin it so very pointed they was never born cause he'd be comin back into the forest, ready to rouse up lions an tigers. I was thinkin of this an I got scared of myself, 1 was that terrible. Just then I got the fright of my life. Tue Couar Av Mooet Taxes His that all the wild animals would wish ‘Workout A squirrel crashed through the woods right before me. Without thinkin I reached for my tail, but the elf was gone! Right there I saw it was no use stayin in the forest unarmed an I ran home hke anything, leavin yellow leaves flyin after me like feathers in a pillow fight. Affectionately sincere, ALL DEPENDS Prous Auntie: Now, Chester, if your | mother gave you a large apple and a small one, and told you to divide with your brother, which would you give him? Custer: Do you mean my big brother or my little one? CRIME WAVE IN GEORGIA “The Hinesville Bank will appreciate the re- turn of its long handled broom, borrowed by some absent-minded friend.”* —Liberty County (Ga.) Herald. comicbooks.com