Life — December 6, 1888 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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AS TO JOSEPH CHAMBERLAIN. E never came an angling, But to settle up a wrangling And depart : But one of Salem's daughters, Like the angel, stirred the waters Of his heart, Who would not be a lover, A millionaire twice over, And M. P.? But as fair as of his choosing Are the fish that still are musing In the sea, HE brutal author of the article in the North American Review for this month, on * The Fast Set at Harvard,” ought to be shot in the back with a baked apple. He has not the slightest idea of the scope of a collegiate education. What if the student does get drunk and “ make this a gentle- manly warrant for insulting women, frightening children, bullying car-conducters, ogling attractive maids, patronizing the anatomical charms of blonde-beauty spectacular shows, making sharpers out of divinity students, and gambling- hells out of card-rooms?" It is all a part of his education, that part, indeed, that he looks backward to with the most zest after leaving college—until he cuts his wisdom teéth. How, forsooth, is the student to become a polished man of the world without having been drunk in the gutter and hav- ing spent the night in a police-station, or without having insulted women, bullied car-conductors, and otherwise exaggerated the asininity with which Nature endowed him? R_ how is the student, whose progenitor is worth millions, and who does not care to work, to prove his superiority to his class- _.e~ Mates, who have come to college with the mistaken — idea that the institution is intended for study, if he does not get drunk and acquire a reputation for being fast? What busi- ness has the student with but one suit of clothes to pose as an equal beside young men whose credit at their tailor’s is unlimited, merely because that student happens to possess more brains than the youths who are laying the foundation for dipsomania? These be burning questions, and the sooner the author of “The Fast Set at Harvard" answers them, the sooner will the storm that rages among the youths who consider that ruffianly conduct does not constitute a ruffian, be quelled. . . . NE cannot help admiring the exuberant sense of humor possessed by Mr. Frank Wilson, one of the funniest comedians on this or any other planet. Mr. Wilson is a small man and Mr. Max Freeman is a large one, and as it is well known on the stage to be mirth-provoking “ business” when a small man thrashes a large one, Mr. Wilson was moved to give the Chicago public an exhibition, using Mr. Freeman as an illustration. All rumors to the effect that the affair was a quarrel over the chorus lack foundation. It was simply Mr. Wilson's overmastering idea of fun that tempted him to change Mr. Freeman's features around to make a Chicago holiday. . . . OHN L. SULLIVAN, the Great Master of the Manly Art, has got well, visited New York, and it is a safe in- ference that several other champions of the world will soon be taken sick. . . . NEW brand of baking powder is called “ Old Hutch.” It makes flour rise so quickly. . . . HE man who turns State's evidence is no ornament to society if he 18 a peachblow. A CLUB-WINDOW AND A FEMALE IN SIGHT. comicbooks.com