A swell story by Subir Roy that begins with parental suspicion and ends with New Yorker cartoons:

Our daughter is up to no good, I told my wife. She was also getting worried, she confessed. It was not as if our daughter was openly up to some mischief, defiantly joining the spoilt generation.

Even that would have been a relief. What had got the two of us into a huddle was she wouldn’t say what exactly she was up to.

There were these mysterious goings on between her and different groups of friends, sometimes big and sometimes small, with one or two boys thrown in. Of course, we were broad-minded.
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Will you buy us a New Yorker so that we can get some ideas? [She said.] I was impressed they had heard the name and went and got her a copy from Premier bookstore, poorer by Rs 400, courtesy the owner who gave me a Rs 50 discount.

Then a couple of days later when I asked our daughter what she and her friends thought of the magazine, she grinned from ear to ear.... Find out what happens to this errant youth here.

Perhaps Roy would have been safer steering her toward The New York Times Upfront instead, marketed by Scholastic, which claims it's "more current than textbooks and more appropriate for teen readers than newsstand magazines." Because Time and Newsweek print so many photos of ill-behaved celebrities?

A view of the New Yorker: The little magazine romances every generation [Business Standard (India)]
Letter From Tokyo: Shopping Rebellion: What the Kids Want [Rebecca Mead, The New Yorker]
Nineteenth-Century American Children & What They Read: Some of Their Magazines [Merry Coz. A joke from the June 1836 issue of Parley's: "A couple of jolly sailors just landed in New York, saw a couple of men employed in pumping the water out of a cellar. Halloo, Tom, says one of them. What is't, says Tom. Why, said he, New York has sprung a leak, and they are pumping her out."]