Life — July 11, 1889 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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While there's Life there’s Hope.” VOL. XIV. JULY 11, 1889, No. 341. 28 West Twenty-THIRD STREET, New York. Published every Thursday, $5.00 4 year in advance, postage free. Single gonies, rocents. Tack numbers can be had by applying tothis fice, Vl. 1, bound, $30.00; Vol. I1., bound, $10.00; Vous. II., 1V., V., VIL, VIL, Vit, 1X!, X.. Xi, and XI1-, bound, o in flat numbers, at regular rates, Rejected contributions will be destroyed unless accompanied by a stamped and directed envelope. Subscribers wishing address changed will greatly facilitate matters by sending old address as well as new. APTAIN BOB COOK was never in better form or showed his unquestioned talents to greater advantage than this year. Besides putting the finishing touches toa crew that made holiday sport of a race with Harvard, he nursed the hopes of his rivals with even more than his usual tenderness. Captain Bob has the ear of the newspapers of course, and like the sage that he is, he always prefers to talk about some other crew than his own, It is funny to read what he says in his serious way year after year about the excellent points of the Harvard men, their dangerous quali- ties and the marked improvement in their manner. It is funny, not only because he is so sagacious about it, but be- cause what he says really seems to affect the popular belief. HEN Captain Bob talks about boating he can’t help talking like a man who understands his business, and it is very difficult for even the most open-eyed reader to re- member always that his business before the race is to speak with the utmost respect of the crimson, and with apologetic distrust of the blue. Captain Bob says he will not coach Yale's crew another year, and Pitcher Stagg avers that he has played his last game with Yale’s nine, Doubtless Stagg will graduate from New Haven some time or other, and Yale will have to spare him, but Bob Cook——! Oh, come, Captain Bob, you know in your secret heart that you'll never get quit of those blue blades till your boy is big enough to take your place. When the hand of Stagg will have lost its cunning, and Chauncey Depew's tongue cleaves to the roof of his mouth, you may stop coaching, not before, unless in your son’s favor. S for those rude Cornell men and their brutal behavior to our own blue and white lads, at that episode, LiFe with apologies, is going to take the liberty of smiling. Such an issue to a boat-race as the removal of the entire defeated crew on shutters is not one, in this journals opinion, the repetition of which should be encouraged. Pluck is an ad- mirable thing, but it is a very handy accomplishment in life to know when one is beaten, and to take a licking with for- titude and grace. Columbia's collapse was probably a mis- fortune, due to some blunder in training, and misfortunes should be exempt from harsh criticisms. But misfortunes are not praiseworthy. In this journal's opinion, what was demonstrated by Columbia's dissolution was not so much that our blue and white young friends were heroes, as that they had taken a contract very many sizes too large for them. They must not do it again. They must remember that to have a whole crew carried ashore in hysterics is excessively detrimental to the best interests of college boating. The Browning Society of London have reached a “ poem by their idol which they can't explain and have had to ask him to interpret it for them.— Tribune, ~HE wrong man. meant, he would have said so in the first place. the commentators. If Browning had known what it Try LIFE is glad to learn that Mr. Barnum, the showman, expects to invade England next summer, There are plenty of Americans who will never see Mr. B's triple aggre- gation, unless he takes it over to them. Long in advance LIFE envies the Prince of Wales the felicity of Mr. Barnum's company, and that is a reminder that the showman could not bring back with him a stronger attraction than the genial Prince, AFPTER the marriage of the Earl of Fife and the Princess Louise, it may be possible to determine whether any- one but a king or emperor in good circumstances can marry into the royal family of England, without making an awful example and a bye-word of himself. If Fife makes out to live comfortably with the royalties, the world will say that the misery of Lorne and the other Louise was due to per- sonal failings, and not to the disadvantages of an uncomfort- able relationship. But if Wales and his family fail to make Fife comfortable, the next chase for a wealthy subject for royal-family use may be expected to be a hot one. . . . “Eric,” Mr. Rider Haggard’s Icelandic romance, will not be pub- lished for two years to come.—Exchange, ERHAPS by that time some one will have read “ Cleo- patra.” . . . AN ACTRESS IN A FAUNTLEROY SUIT.—Tribune Headline. FAUNTLEROY suit may seem like short clothes for an actress, but now that the bathing-season has begun, we shall often have to be thankful for less than that on act- resses and other dames too. comicbooks.com