Life — February 25, 1892 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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- LIFE: ‘The Oracle says that the * light woman" has already come into her kingdom in the neighborhood of New York, and that she will soon have her day in other civilized communities. In the mean time she can only retort on the ** subtle and deep,” by calling them “stupid,” and every man within hearing will agree with her in the bottom of his heart, though he may be afraid to say so. THE beauty of James L. Ford's "* Hypnotic Tales” (Puck Co.) is that they are intensely full of modern New York. Those who read them simply because they suspect that they are humorous will find to their surprise a lot of admirable satire, It is hard to imagine a better 117 classified a type and given it a name; so that now when you speak of a Genial, everybody knows what you mean, Among the other sketches the best are ‘The Rich Presbyterian's Tale,” and ‘* At the Chromo-Literary Reception "—the latter a perfect picture of the sort of thing that the ‘* New York Correspondent” of the Bungtown Bugle revels in. Droch. NEW BOOKS. 1E HISTORY OF DAVID GRIEVE. By Mrs. Humphry Ward. | New Yori and London: Macmillan and Company. Women Must Weep, By Edgar Fawcett. Chicago: Laird and Lee. A Sinner’s Sentence. By Alfred Larder. New York: Edw. Brandus and Company. Jack and Jill, By W., Brown, San Francisco: William Doxey. HEN Complacency and the East Wind were married they built a village on Massachusetts Bay and christened itthe Hub of the Universe. Their descendants are countless, all possessing, in varying degrees, the character- istics of their ancestors. But, of them all, none inherited their peculiar qualities in richer fulness than Priggie, the heroine of this tale. She was the perfect type; the development in full flower, One day, many years ago, as she was strolling along the Beverly shore, reflecting sadly upon the unconventionality of the ocean, and the general abandon and impropriety of Nature, she was observed by two fairies, who, disguised as sand peeps, were strolling about the beach. “No mistaking where she’s from,” remarked one of the sand peeps. Could anybody want to marry her?" said the other. * Possibly.” “TI don't believe it “ Well, let’s try. Here’s a man coming. him and have some fun!” He was a Young Man from the West. When they cast their spell upon him, which was a very strong one, it worked with astonishing quickness. He gazed rapturously upon the maiden; then, after a moment's indecision, he approached her hastily, yet timidly, and with quaking knees. Removing his hat he bowed, blushed and stammered, but could find no words to express his love. Priggie was shocked beyond expression at being addressed by a stranger. Her thin lips grew thinner, and her eyes shot We'll hypnotize forth a freezing light that pierced the very marrow of his spine. An icy numbness crept upward to his brain. Like a frozen image he fell upon the sand. The fairies darted to his side and used all their magic to revive him. He soon re- covered, and when he stood up and looked about him his love returned, and before the fairies could restrain him he burried fg “LIKE A PROZEN THING HE PELL UPON THE SAND." after the vanished Priggie. She had rounded a point not far away, and for a moment he feared he had lost her. Seeing a gentleman seated upon a rock, he said : “ Have you seen her?” “Seen whom ?"” “The loveliest woman in the world!” “T may have seen her, but ‘twas years ago, and further South.” “No, no! I mean now, within a minute!” “My friend,” said the gentleman, “ be calm, and describe this lady, for I have seen several, and know not which of them you mean.” “She has a face of intoxicating beauty,” explained the “seen wom?” comicbooks.com