Life — October 13, 1887 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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206 - LIFE: HE NEVER HEARD OF YACHTS. 73 ELL, well,” remarked a Boston citizen to his neighbor in the street-car, “the Volunteer did nobly.” “Hey!” responded the man spoken to, who seemed a little deaf. “ Volunteer, | said, did nobly.” “Yes, indeed,” replied the deaf man ; “in fact they fought better than the regular troops.” “Oh, I wasn’t talking about the war, “rejoined the yacht crank, testily;"" I was speaking about the race between the Volunteer and the Thistle.” “The what?” “ Thistle.” “Oh yes! Isee. Yes, the thistle is a great nuisance to the farmer—terrible pest—no way of eradicating it at all. Donkeys like to eat it, though.” “I was speaking about the yacht race,” replied the Boston man, with some asperity. “Well, I don’t approve of races at all. I am a member of the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. I think such treatment of horses is shameful, besides being demoral- izing to public morals.” “1 guess you only caught my last word. I said yacht races.” And he laid a very impressive emphasis on the word “yacht.” “Yes, I heard you; but I think the hotter the races the more cruel they are. Speeds the horses worse, you see.” “YacuT! I said,” and the Bostonian spoke very loud, Very truthful and hungry little girl (to little boy who has just been laying in an unlimited store of good things): Ou, Tommy, MY MA SAYS YOU'RE THE ONLY LITTLE Boy I'M TO PLAY WITH! while all the people in the car manifested an intense interest in the conversation. “Yacht!” This was from the deaf man, and was put forth in an inquiring and yet injured tone. “Yes.” “ What's that?” The deaf man began to thirst for information. “What's what? Yacht?" The Bostonian’s tone was supercilious and incredulous. “Yes; what's yacht?” And the man really seemed to be very anxious to know. “ Don’t you know what a yacht is?” “No, sir. Is it the name of one of the horses that ran in the race you mentioned?” “Gracious! man, where have youbeen? The 7Aistle and Volunteer are yachts—boats, you understand—the one is an English and the other an American vessel, and they raced for the America's cup. Thought everybody knew all about it.” “That's the first I've heard about it,” replied the deaf man. “ What is the America cup, anyhow ?” “ Great Czsar! man, where are you from?” * Philadelphia.” And then the other buried himself deep in his newspaper, and did not see the sly wink the deaf man tipped to the seat full of people opposite. Wm. H. Siviter. HALF a loafer is better than a thorough-bred hoodlum. A SLIGHT DIFFERENCE. 73 CANNOT be content with less than heaven,” Said Mr. Bailey, a poet of much worth. Not so modest he as many later, Who would be satisfied with the earth, OLLECTOR MAGONE is quite stern in his decision that the bustle shall be suppressed as an aid to smuggling. A FAUX PAS IN MEXICO. MEXICAN duel has resulted in one of the contestants being seriously wounded. The aggressive party is profuse in his apologies, and asserts that this violation of the accepted rules of duelling ctiquette was entirely unpremeditated, but it is not likely that the apology will be accepted. The offender will be dropped from all his clubs, and if his adversary dies, will be socially ostra- cized, It is pleasant to observe that the Mexicans are showing signs of an advanced stage of civilization. comicbooks com