I love the pose of the woman as she is 'saving garbage': face turned away, eyes closed, she conveys the odiousness of the chore [it looks like she's wrapping a chicken carcass in newspaper; pre-Hefty Bag days, they were] so convincingly. It's a bit surprising to me that in 1937—on the heels of the Great Depression—people were being encouraged to throw out table scraps, rather than consume them. But that's progress, I guess. To quote GE: 'These drudgeries have no place in today's home.'
