Life — April 21, 1892 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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“While there's Life there's Hope.” VOL. XIX. APRIL 21st, No, 486, 26 West Twenty-Titirp Street, New York. 1892. Published ev countries in the Back numbers can be had by 1, and Il. out of print. Back numbers, one year old, ee Cents per copy. sive, bound or in flat numbers, at $10.00 per volu Mibscribera wishing address changed will greatly facilitate matters by sending old address as well as new. Rejected egnirttations will be destroyed untess accompanied by a stamped and directed envelo Thursday. $5.00. year In advance. Postage to foreign tal Union, a year, extra. Single copies, 10 cents, ‘ppining At this office, Single copies of Vols Vol. T,, bound, $30.00; Vol. I $15.00. vo lif. to xvi. aclu: Te opinion is held, not very widely, but with tenacity and an edifying ci- tation of scriptural proofs, that the earth has entered upon the last seven years of its existence, and that its collapse and the final judgment will happen in the year 1899. Calculations on this subject in times past have proved to be exceptionally open to error and have caused so many disappointments that the safest and most satisfactory way undoubtedly is to distrust figures altogether, and rely for notice on the signs and won- ders which, the scripture tells us, are to precede the final smash. So if anybody learns of any likely signs, or safe and reliable wonders, he is requested to record them and carry them to the nearest newspaper for publication, LIFE has begun a list and as soon as it reaches a portentous length LiFe is going to take serious thought about what is por- tended. . . . SIGN that is already down on LiF F's list is the case of John Healy, who has been suing William Weeks of Brooklyn for a large sum in damages for injuries done to his leg. It was testified in the case that Healy is a messenger boy, and was running in the street at night to deliver a mes- sage, when he struck an alleged obstruction in front of Weeks’s house, and fell and hurt himself. Of course one swallow does not make a spring, and the world isn’t neces- sarily going to cease because a messenger boy has been running—actually running— an errand, but such things make one realize that, after ail, Totten may be right. Also comes the case of the Fifth Avenue stage horse who was seen galloping the other day. A rumor was afloat that the horse had a nail in his frog, but that’s only a rumor. Possibly the animal saw an oat in the distance. HEN, too, there's the prospect of trolley traction in Philadelphia! That's a sign, surely. And another sign that has gone into Lire’s list is Dr. Park- burst, whose title to rank as a wonder has been sufficiently demonstrated. It has been hard for even confirmed sceptics to read the stories that Dr. Parkhurst has been telling lately in court without feeling that the end of some- thing was impending, though whether it is the end of the world, or of New York's present police system, or of Dr. Parkhurst’s usefulness as a minister are still mooted ques- tions, with a good chance that it won't be So any one of them. Dr. Parkhurst has demon- strated that some things can be done as well as others, and perhaps he will end by demonstrating that it is worth while to do them. . . e IFE is very tired, and is sure that its readers must also be very tired of the discussion of the private affairs of private persons in the newspapers. There has been such a glut of it of late, though that hasn't been wholly the fault of the news- papers, for some scandals have fairly forced themselves into print. The row that was aired last before this writing concerned a young woman's claim to be invited to a ball, and certain remarks said to have been made about it in private conversation between ladies, It seems as if the newspaper-reading public might have been spared the con- sideration of such a bicker, to its own relief. Ladies and gentlemen, Lent is over! Whatever you continue to do that is sinful or foolish, have the grace to keep quiet about it. If you want to confess, find a priest. Don't confess to the public, for the public is really and truly tired of doing penance with you. If any gentleman insists upon running away with another gentleman's wife, please won't he do it at night and unobtrusively! And if the gentleman whose wife has run away feels that he must slay the gentle- man who ran off with her, he will oblige a long-suffering community if he will leave all bloody and noisy weapons alone and simply cause something to be decently introduced into the erring gentleman's soup. comicbooks.com