Life — October 27, 1892 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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LIFE “While there's Life there’s Hope.” VOL. XX. OCTOBER 27, 1892. No. 513. 28 West Twenty-Tuirp Street, New York, Published every Thursday | $s.coa year in advance. Postage to foreign countries in the Postal Unicn, 5 ‘a year, extra. Back numbers can be had by appiying at this ofice and II, out of print. Vol. I., bound, $30.00; V face numbers, one year old, 25 cents per copy. Vols. Ili. to ro. sive, bound or in flat numbers, at $10.00 per volume. Subscribers wishing address changed will greatly facilitate matters by sending old address as well as new. Reected contributions will be destroyed unless accompanied by a stamped and directed envelope, Single copies, ro cents. opine cop copies of Vols. 5-00, is a fortnight yet before election, and unless something happens to occupy people's attention it is likely that a good deal of it will turn to politics and the is the new deal. During the last week political interest, though still far from boister- ous, has perceptibly quick- ened, and scarier headlines than heretofore have preceded stormier allegations of Mr. Cleveland’s antipathy to the Celt and the old soldier, and more impassioned exposures of the fallacy of McKinley's idea that it is the foreign manufacturer who pays the duties extorted by his blessed tariff. No doubt there is activity in the canvass that does not show, but the surface is curiously placid as compared with other years. It may be a mistaken impression, but the voters this year seem to run less. sual to murmurous shallows and more to dumb deeps, asmuch as when the dumb deeps do speak they are apt to speak with a roar, there is more or less expectation that when the outcome does come it will be decisive, Certainly, if all the voters who are lying low and making no noise vote the same way, someone will be very thoroughly elected. And that is about near a prophecy as any prudent person seems inclined just now to venture. ue of . . . HE summer girl, though somewhat belated by the exigen- cies of pictorial journalism, seems at length to have come permanently in out of the wet sea, and hung up her dripping garments in the retirement of the bath-house. It looked at one time as if the regard in which she is held by an affectionate public might necessitate the continuance of her natatory exploits in furs. This danger being happily averted, we may look for her recurrence through the fall and winter in the attractive abbreviations of the skirt-dancer, whereby the interest of her friends in her pleasing extremities will be sus- tained. . * HE recent most distressing accident in the hunting field at Meadowbrook, is a re- minder that though the fox is, as a rule, a mild, sly creature, not dangerous to anything bigger than a turkey, there is no limit to the ferocity of his relentless ally, the wire fence. The fact that the wire fence is a fast breeder, and is steadily on the increase in our rural districts, is the single circumstance that threatens to check the development of fox- hunting as a prevalent American sport. * . . HAT a comprehensive pity the Chicagoan who witnessed our M recent night festivities must have had for New York! To come from the present and prospective glories of his own city to sit through the weary old chestnuts that were served up in this town was probably a surprise to him. But there is a lesson in it, and that les- son is a knowledge of what to avoid. Chicago will not have a mile of bicyclists, for one thing, nor such flimsy floats, nor such hours of waiting, nor such mournful electrical displays. It was all so com- monplace and so cheaply theatrical that many citizens crawled away to their homes in very shame. It is no compliment to Chicago to say she will do better. No American village could do worse. But the most outrageous feature of the entire cele- bration was the wholesale swindling of ticket holders. Ushers. at grand stands sold the seats over again, and when the first purchasers appeared, they were told their tickets were not good. This was carried on throughout the city to an incredible extent. One gentleman, with his wife and mother, had bought six seats. He found them all occupied and the usher refused to give the places. This is one of innumerable cases. In all human probability none of these ushers will be punished. The fact that they dared to do what they did throws a trying light on our municipal condition It is well for the World’s Fair it is to be in Chicago and not here. comicbooks.com