Life — May 24, 1888 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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THE SAME KIND OF A GAME, HE political game of “hide and seek” is very much like the children’s game. The office is blindfolded, and the hiders are always trying not to get out of the way. * * * A ee police of Cambridge are "8 persecuting the students of Uy Harvard. They raided the > f Polo club rooms, one night e last week, confiscated much a > ale, whiskey and brandy, 2 ~~ and arrested six inebriated young gentlemen who were playing poker. But this was only the culmina- tion of a series of outrages. Previously, a student had been fined for breaking windows; two or three of them were “ clubbed by a brutal policeman, who took this course rather than suffer himself to be thrashed; another was deprived temporarily of his liberty for removing a barber's sign, and other indignities have been put upon these young gentlemen that prove obstacles in the road to learning. A despatch to the Hera/d from Cambridge says: “The feeling against the police is increasing every day, and if a compromise is not soon effected, there will be a fight.” If it becomes necessary to teach the Cambridge police-force its place, Harvard is quite up to the accomplishment of that duty, and the sooner the police are taught that the students control the town the better. It makes a great deal of differ- ence whether an educated gentleman becomes inebriated and smashes windows, or whether it is done by a drunken rough. * * * HE good die young. Whichever way it is looked at, the war tariff is either old enough to die, or bad enough to die. * * * HE board of overseers of Harvard College have passed a vote that in the opinion of the board, additional space should be provided as soon as practicable for use as a college playground. It is understood, however, that playing marbles for keeps will not be allowed on the playground. * * * IFE learns from a mother of a family that Miss Frances Willard has declared that dolls are “ heathenish” and must go. Miss Willard is the same lady who wants to divorce us all from “liquor,” and would like to have the universe washed up, slick and clean, at 7.45 every evening, and put to bed im- mutably at nine. She was one of the six woman-delegates to the Methodist Conference who did not get in, and we are glad of it. Dolls! Miss Willard, dolls heathenish? No dolls for little girls? RUBBISH, madame! Go buy some liver cure! You are taking life much too seriously. You remind this journal of the lady who had never known but three women who had a sense of humor. One was dead, one was married, and the other—was not you, Miss Willard—oh, no; not, as the intemperate say, “ by a jugful.” * * * T= Prince of Wales may be sure of a cordial welcome from four hundred people in this city, at least. * * * DIDN’T KNOW WHAT HE WAS DOING. IRST CITIZEN: I would never vote for. Evarts, he is too absent-minded to be President. SECOND CITIZEN: How is he absent-minded ? First CiTizEn: I understand that he recently bought a new hat. * * * A Race for wealth—the Jews. * * * ILLE, M.D.: No, we have no room in this paper for a chemist’s retort. * * * OULD the parties composing the Standard Oil Trust properly be called members of an Oiligarchy ? SOMETHING FOR A LIGHT MEAL. HALF A DOZEN ROAR. comicbooks.com