Life — June 11, 1891 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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

Shade of Shakespeare; WHAT SORRY JEST HATH THAT GHOST DANTE UPON FOOT? Shade of Molitre: HE LEADS MICHAEL ANGELO TO ZE TOMB OF ZE MEDICI, VERE HE SHALL HEAR ONE AMERICAN GIRL SAY ZAT tt ts just too cute for any use! JOY TO THE WORLD! HE Presbyterians have struck it at last. For centuries the human race has groped about in the dark seeking how it shall be saved. For centuries we have fought and thought, discussed and tortured un- believers. But now all doubts are dead. The Presbyterians have recently decided at Detroit not only who shall be saved but just how it shall be done. The Creator can have no excuse for future errors. And there was no hilarity. As far as we can judge by the reports it was all done with sober faces. ENELOPE: Men are so rude. Jack: What's anybody been saying or doing to you now ? — {f a PENELOPE: A man gave me his seat on the car to-day and never 35 Ss aD thanked me for taking it. > HKrBennre— Se R. D.: Nothing in the world would ever induce me to marry a literary woman. Mlustrated Dental Advertisement: TEETH ise Miss C.: Why not, Mr. Denning-Macy ? SERTED WITHOUT PLATES, AT VERY LOWEST PRICES, Mr. D.: Well, blue stockings fade so soon, you know. comicbooks.com