Life, 1891-12-31 · page 39 of 53
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RIE Every other day you shall be the dog and the prince shall be the cat. Away! And the dog tlew at the cat, and chased it out into ¢ world, and they are still after each other. So whenever you kye ter see a er chasing a Persian cat you may know who they are; but which is the prince and which the princess. is known only to the stylish Fairy. AN INTERVIEW. \, Santa Claus ! You dear old pictur Of course you're in the g But listen—presents oft are duty. You here again? d of beauty ing vein: Just sit one moment by my table, And—now don't stamp off on a taking !— Let me point out, friend, to you, Some gifts you really aust be making ve beauty--brains | (Now there's one lack n't be any question.) dive genius—well, some modesty, Of which there And just a bank-account’s suggestion, Give constancy to every lover, And (gencrosity immense !). Dear Saint, one further need discover, And give ssiety—good sense ! You who donate tall Christmas tr Why has it ne’ That wealth would welcome on its knees A genealogic tree worth showing ? And Saint! One class, whose stars fight in their courses— + seemed worth your knowing Do treat with generous care I know so many a married pair— Do not be sparing of divorces ! And scatter into politics An honesty that seems departed Let us know widows, who bereaved, Approach to being broken-hearted Make friends a little less inclined To turn their backs with airy lightness. And—gracious me! It slipped my mind ! Give car conductors some politeness. TH not det Although my notes aren’t half exh Ab, vou must go? in y Tl hold the door—dear me, it’s cold! (New Year resolves will all be frosted.) But just one word—one gift to press (Sans prompting were you more observ.and), There—er—a lady—this address— Make Jer a present of—your servant ! “. Trenaeus Stevenson AY Rs. BINGO: My dear, while 1 was in’ the tobacco store the other day buying these cigars for your Christmas, your St. Bernard me in and tried to pull What do you suppose he meant ? bly wanted to save my life me out by the dress. BINGO: He prob; SUB ROSA. First Brute: WY DOES WERK MOTHER SPEAK OF HER AS A‘ RUD 2” Second Brute: BECAUSE WER AGE IS UNDER TILE ROSE comicbooks.com