Life — January 31, 1884 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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*- LIFE: view to providing her with comfort, at least, when they should be wed. Seven of these years had been spent in tracing up the family | history of the stepmother of his fourth cousin’s great-uncle. Love and perseverance had at last accomplished their work, and now his pent-up passion could no longer contain itself. He determined to go on the following morning and declare his love. x Hitherto he had worshiped Theodosia Maude from afar off. It is a way Boston men have. Cuapter VI. A T midnight precisely, Dryditch St. Botolph entered the Club | with a firm step, and ordered a double golden buck for one. His eyes encountered those of Maltravers Papyrus. Maltravers felt like slightly starting. But he contained himself. | Still he knew that the die had been cast, and that Theodosia | was another's. Carter VII. Sx months later they were cutting cake at the Bunkerills. It was Theodosia’s wedding-cake. Her maiden aunt -had made it with her own hands, Dryditch St. Botolph knew it was rank poison. to Maltravers Papyrus at the Somersault Club. ; But Maltravers' never got it. He had committed suicide a | month before. That is to say, he had moved to the South End. He was soon forgotten. Hence He sent a piece | . G. C. Tue death roll—The boarding-house biscuit. A MAN with lots of “sand’”—Dennis Kearney. Messrs. Henry Holt & Co. Have now ready in their AMERICAN NOVEL SERIES. A Latter Day Saint; Being the story of the Conversion of Ethel Jones, related by herself. 16mo., $1.00. gota continuous stip jong enough to reac | entitled ‘Pity the Poor Millionai | that she will zof marry the duke. | NOT marry each other, | “Ran away ! About sixty millions of THE Sun have gone out of our establishment durin; the If you were to paste end to end all the columns of all THs Suns printed and sold last year, RENDER VNTO $CI§SOR$ THOSE THINGS WHICH ARE SCISSORS - EGYPT is one thousand miles long and only six miles wide, Must look something like Sarah Bernhardt.—Philadelphia Call. ROBERT SINNICKSON, of Trenton, N. J., sends us a slip of his poem .” Tt is a comfort to know that there is one man at least who pities us.—Norristown Herald. A TExas steer was loose in the street of the West End, in Boston, the other day, and it is unnecessary to say more of the way things were going on, A sick man in the house heard the disturbance, and looking up wearily to his nurse, said: “I do wish that Harvard | student would go home."—The Present Age. ‘THERE is one engagement in high life that appears to be off. Mary Anderson, at great expense, sends word over to the Associated Press The duke at equally vast expense, telegraphs that he will Not marry Mary. Dr. Gilpin (is n't that his name ?) telegraphs at the same outlay that Mary and the duke will ‘The doctor pays for all these messages. The free “ad.” goes booming around the papers. Mary remains Miss | Anderson and the duke continues to be the duke with undiminished enthusiasm, and everybody is happy. What, ho! without there! | Another row of chairs for the centre aisle !—Burlington Hawkeye. An old horse attached to a still older ash wagon was left standing on Larned street, west, yesterday, when the dumping of a load of coai started him off on the run, When the owner returned to the spot where he had left his rig, a boy informed him of what had occurred, Do you say my horse ran away ?” ‘Yes, sir.” “Did he strike into a galop 2” ‘He did.” ‘And people were excited ?” ‘Yes, sir. There was quite a crowd around.” ‘*And after he turned the corner he broke the wagon, you say?” ‘Smashed it all to pieces, sir.” ‘Well, by George! I was off trying to find some one who'd give me $1o for that horse, but now I won't take a cent less than $25! Actually struck a galop and ran away, eh? I believe I | won't sell short of $30!"—Detrott Free Press. NEW YORK, 1884. ast twelve months, ou would of interesting information, common-sense, wisdom, sound doctrine and sane wit from Printin, back to Printing House Square, an But Tue Sun is written for the inhabitants of the earth ; this same strip of intelligence would girdle the globe twenty-seven or twenty-eight times, Ffevery buyer of a copy of Tae SUN during the past year has spent only one hour over it, and if his wife or his grandfather has spent another hour, this newspaper in 1883 has afforded the human race thir teen thousand years of steady reading, night ahd day. 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