Life — August 28, 1884 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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> LIFE: From Fliegende Blitter: GREAT HASTE, LITTLE WAIST. THE PECULIAR MAN. HE peculiar man is a nuisance—he obtrudes his peculi- arity on all occasions with the same pride with which a Neapolitan beggar displays a ghastly deformity. The peculiar man glories in his peculiarity—he calls it “ in- dividualit truthfully, that nothing should make a man sacrifice his individuality; he quotes the abused tru- ism about the leopard and his spots, and so justifies and em- phasizes his peculiarities. The peculiar man usually has principles; quite right, al- ways have principles, but it is the province of peculiarity to cram its principles down the helpless throat of its neighbor. Our peculiar man accounts for all his unpleasant traits by | the one remark, “ You know I'm a peculiar man "—and so he is—peculiarly disagreeable. The leopard’s spots are born with him—the blemishes on the peculiar man are usually the product of cultivation, and exaggerated to form an excuse for bad temper, obstinacy, or some equally desirable trait, only permissible without reproof in the peculiar man. What right has any man to claim a monopoly of traits, either good or bad? A man goes about growling, never a civil word for any one—but then, he is pe- culiar. hours—it is all right, he is peculiar. A man drinks everything, or nothing; goes nowhere, or everywhere; has bad manners, bad habits, bad clothes—but claims peculiarity and feels him- self safely hedged from reproof, and exempt from the duties owed by the civilized, commonplace man to his fellows. This sketch is not funny—it isn’t intended to be funny— it has a moral, it has a lesson—learn it. MOTTO OF THE GORDON RELIEF EXPEDITION—Festina Lente. A BILL OF SAIL (or Sale—ertther ts permissible—Bill Chandler, A man eats abominable things, and at outrageous | | Major PERKINS (in his dressing-gown | and slippers, unbolting the front-door): | “That you, Jack? I ‘ve been waiting for you since midnight, you rascal. A pretty time of night this is to come home. Now, sir, 1 can’t have you on my hands much longer if this state of affairs lasts.” Fack (who is a poker player): “ Hol’ | on, gov'ner; don’t throw up yer hand yet. Jack-full ain't a bad han’ (hic) to hol’.” PuT IN AN APPEARANCE—Two p's, if you know how to spell. A FINE SITE—The “ ground ” floor. POINT FOR THE MEDICAL MAN WITH- | OUT PRacTICE—Advertise for the Pa- | tients of Job. NOTES RECEIVED BY “LIFE” SINCE THE SHAKE UP. 6¢ J KNEW all about it. We had planned it. Let England tremble, O'Donovan Rossa.” * . * “a D ID you hear the beginning of my boom ? B, F. BUTLER.” . . * “ T HIS was a solemn warning to the country that all men should repent and be ready. Rev, HEZEKIAH LuGuBRIOUS.” * . * “ OR the shakes take the Little Giant Malaria Pill— four of them dropped into the bowels of the earth, Sunday, the gth of August, caused an instant cessation of the disturbance. SHAKE NO More Co.” 66 J T was only a local issue—but who saw anything issue. I didn't. » HANCOCK.” . . . [ Telegram to the New York Tryblaine.) «6 “T° RY and work this earthquake up as a groan of nature at the wickedness of Cleveland. Any public that can swallow Blaine can swallow that ! W—Law —." . . *. 6¢ ] MIGHT turn Quaker for awhile if Elkins thinks it would pay, but I AM NOT an enthusiastic Earth- quaker yet. Although a fissure vein might not be a bad opening for a man of my record about November sth, 1884. «Jas. G. B. “alias Chill-blain.” comicbooks.com