Life — June 5, 1884 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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314 R. Butler has just been house-cleaning. It is said that when he was putting his booms in order he cleared away some old debris for his new boom with the song: ‘ Benny, Make Room for Your Anti.” * * * ES, we ’ve swung out for Tilden. You might say that I “always was partial to crow. My favorite game."”— John “ce Kelly, ® * * O the men who support Blaine’s candidacy reflect that two- thirds of his initials are exactly the same as Jay Gould’s? Ha! You shudder. Never thought of it before perhaps ! Beware! ! ! * * * R. JAMES BUCKEYE, of Kansas City, while on a con- vivial visit to Waco, Texas, recently, undertook to amuse himself by that frontier pastime known as painting the town red. Four days later his widow received his remains, neatly boxed and labeled as follows : ‘* RITE SIDE UP, WITH Kare this certifies that diseased was full ez a tick with Waco jooce, w'ich not bein’ accustom to spiled his ame ez DUKE WILLIAMS got the drop on him Age 44 years Of such are the Kingdum Kolect on dilevry. Sam W. PERKINS, “‘Koroner.” ETRIBUTION for Mr. Billy Edwards is near at hand. Mr. Sullivan is announced to hold a grand festival at the Madison Square Garden in honor of Mr. Mitchell late in this month. One whole week will be devoted to preliminary skirmishes, the cham- pion appearing on each occasion, and the closing performance will terminate with a friendly bout on scientific points between the champions. We New Yorkers are indeed fortunate! HE complete success of the American Lacrosse team in England is gratifying. A few more re- petitions of this kind will doubtless convince our En- glish cousins that after all we have a little sport in our veins. . N less than a month Harvard and Yale will again meet in their annual contest at New London. Yale’s regeneration of the English stroke is said to be doing much for her. Should Ben. Butler, however, again steer the Harvard crew Yale’s chances are il. HE result of the Derby in a dead heat between Harvester and St. Gatien was not altogether sat- isfactory. Where was the spirit that was possessed of their grandfathers when, in 1828, the Duke of Rutland’s Cadland ran a dead heat with Mr. Petre’s The Colonel, afterward beating the Colonel in a deciding heat? The stakes were divided. - LIFE: FILE NO. 41144. A Tale in French and English, the former by M. Ja- boriau ; the latter by a young American Author of some note. PART II, Forty Years Behind. HE Notre Dame bell had given forth the peals of the half-day. In the Café Morgue, immediately the round of the corner, two men had sat himself in front of a bar and one half-john of cognac. “ One more drunk, M’sieu ?” was asked by the one of whom there was a tallness. “Ce n'est riena mot, et vous ?” was the respond of the companion, a short. At this converse the half-john was inverted and the short and the tall, sipped the whole at one sparrow.* “This thread M’sieu, of to what will be made the ending?” “ Bien,” was the replying to the short, “the Duc de Chize perhap is of the innocent. The Marquis de Strédogue perhap is also of the innocent, and mayhap altogether of the rest of the same crime convicted may be of the innocent.” “How many of this crime M’sieu have there been that they were guilt?” “Three for this kill have hung of the neck. Five have until to now been jailed. Seven of these also to now have been there to their die. Ux autre half- john?” “Oui!” The garcon at this moment was brought to himself by a pop to the fingers, and the half-john was prompt of repetition. “Ah! Comme il est bon, ce cognac, M'sieu,” was the say of the Tall, as he gave himself a sparrow of some length. “Quand vous avez fini, mon amt,1 will make you a present of my verdiction on the excellence.” “ Pardon ! Ihad lost rememberance of you.” “Natural! One drowns recollection of a confrere when one has the half-john to himself. To promenade with the memoir. Ithink I may yet have for my eye the glory of to see the real man of guilt. See,” removing a volume of notes from the vest and making apparent the lettering. MIL—KE-EER VG-LS. “The chin to the kill had upon him a hairy redness, and the letters there too were imprint. One hair from the redness had gone! Voyez? Bien! At the Exposi- tion Universelle, it was to me to regard the exhibit Amerique. One barrel was under my notice, I had thirst, and there too was the bung. What! Then what did Isee? Ah M’sieu the letters fired in the barrel, “MILWAUKEE BEER, V GALS.’ *Note by the American Author; M. Jaboriau is ornithologically mixed. He refers to the * Gulp” or * Swallow,”” comicbooks.com