Life — March 19, 1891 — page 13: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

-LIFE: “*Cousin GEORGE, WHAT DOES THAT CALENDAR SAY ABOUT A CHILD BORN ON THE FouRTH OF JULY—MY BIRTHDAY 2?” “IT SAYS A CHILD BORN ON THIS DAY WILL BE SUCCESSFUL IN It's A HUMBUG, “What! AND pipy'r THE Duke oF PosToBITs JILT You LAST SUMMER?” I HAVEN'T BEEN, YOU KNOW.” reached by the other actors in the play. The piece is fairly well rendered, and will probably improve with every per- formance. A GLASS OF WINE. GLASS of wine all pleasures known condenses, For it alone appeals to all the senses ; We touch the dainty curves of Venice glass, See the gold-gleaming nectar’s bubbles pass ; The ravishing aroma now we smell, Then hear glass touching glass like bell on bell ; Taste, dearest ecstacy, arrives at last, Combining all those pleasures that were past. Health to the Vine! May we no more repine! All sorrow's solace is a glass of wine. George Birdseye. AN ALLY OF TOLSTOI. (@ poet): Poets are born, not made, SHE: Don't say that. You will discourage matri- H mony. 177 AN OBSERVANT MISS. “< Wy don’t you and Charlie get married?” “We are too fond of each other. Why should we destroy our happiness ?" A (PAINTED) RED LETTER DAY. OMMY: Pa, what is St. Patrick's day ? Papa: It's the day all the snakes come back to the Irishmen, my son. Faraway (high tragedy): MAYST THOU CALL THAT? PRITHEE, FRIEND WALKER, WHAT. Walker (low comedy): Twis?) Wuy, THIS 18 WHAT T cALL “Tne Actors’ OWN TRAVELER.” I'LL SHOW YoU HOW IT WoRKs, Au revoir, FARAWAY, THERE'S NOTHING LIKE REALISM! comicbooks.com