Life — May 14, 1891 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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papers in return extend to them the hospitality of their news col- umns so they may fool the unwary theatre-goer, This statement does not apply generally to the formal criticisms of new plays—that is another story—but it accounts for the con- stant wearisome puffing of worthless shows by the daily press. Free tickets have some influence, of course, but the main evil lies in the money-grabbing principle on which most of the dailies are run. They are not only enemies of the theatre-goer in deceiving him about performances, but they are also giving the New York theatre- goer the world-wide reputation of being a “chump” who doesn’t know a good production from a bad one. Metcalfe. F Mrs. Mary Anderson Navarro finds too much news about her- self these days in American newspapers, she must understand that the excess of our affection, not the lack of it, is to blame. ‘GEORGE, DON'T YOU THINK VERY WRONG TO MARRY FOR MONEY 2" “YES, OF COURSE; BUT IT’S ONE WHO HAS NONE.” _JST AS WRONG TO FALL IN LOVE WITH -LIFE- AN INTERNATIONAL AFFAIR. “THERE'S PRINCE SPAGHETTI STILL BIDDING ADIEU TO MIs FIANCEE. BY THE Way, ISN'T TH A FORTNIGHT EAKLIER THAN WAS A! “Yes. THE BOARD OF IMMIGRATION DECIDED HE MUST BE RETURNED BY THE VESSEL THAT BROUGHT HIM.” THE MODERN FLY. ILL you walk into my parlor?” said the spider to the fly. ** Well, hardly,” said the insect, as he winked the other eye. “Your parlor has an entrance, but of exits it is shy, So I'll stay outside in safety and remain a little fly.” “ce AITER (handing gentleman hat and cane): Haven't you forgotten something, sir ? GENTLEMAN (looking around): No, 1 eve not. Walt Are you sure, sir? G LEMAN: Yes. Why, what did you think | had forgotten ? Walrtel all, sir—that's all. Why—er—the napkin ring, sir—that’s DIDN’T BLAME THEM. S. TEACHER: Don't you think it that the lions didn’t eat Daniel ? SCHOLAR: No, sir, not since | saw that pic- -school book. very strange ture of him in my Sunday comicbooks.com