Life, 1890-12-25 · page 38 of 51
Life — December 25, 1890 — page 38: what you’re looking at
A restored page from Life, 1890-12-25. Page through the whole issue in the reader above.
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C IL, you Saucie lityle Paire Wet yre daintie littyle Aire, I doe admit you're most provoking Sweete Vett, alas! [ doe complaine You are Sadlye Proude & Vaine, Just because My Ladye letts you touche he feete You turne uppe yf lityle Toes, Luke a Prete Mayde hr Nose, Since My Ladye deigns to weare you—Now & Thenne Vett you've Ryvvalls—Bootes & Shoes— “Mongst ye wh My Deare maye chuse, Lyke ye Prettic Mayde maye chase ‘ymongst ye Menne Soe Slippers, Don't bee Vaine | & whenne she comes againe, Bee sure My Love right Modestlie y¢ sreete Ye Kysse | hyde in Eache Praye givve her wth ths Speeche : ‘Tred lightlye, for hs Heart's beneathe yt fete” ¢ comicbooks.com