Life — November 8, 1894 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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

“What did you study at the University ?” “We had ten lectures on Materia Medica, ten on Physiology, ten on Anatomy, ten on Pathol- ogy, and the professors vivisected" some three hundred dogs for our entertainment.” “Mustapha, did you ever see the woman's daughter ? “I have, your sublime highness.” “Was she as beautiful as the woman hath said ?” “Yes, truly, your high- ness.” “Allah knows that beautiful girls are none too plenty so, slave, you shall be punished not only for decreasing their num- ber but for pretending to know how to heal when you have learned only how to kill, Mustapha!” “ Here, proprietor of all knowledge.” “Do you go to this man’s house and seize all the medicines and instru- ments therein. Then let him be put on a platform in the public square, and each day let him be given a generous portion of his own medicine and let each of his instruments in turn be tried upon him. If by any chance he shall sur- vive this, then let him be’ publicly bow-strung.”” “Tkiss the dust of your sublime feet, oh creator of justice,” said the woman. RSH TaN THEY GOT UP. McManus: GoOD MORNIN’, SOK. CAN ME AN’ CLINCHY GO UP ON YURE ROOF AN’ SEE TH’ ORANGEMIN’S PERCISSION GO BY ? Slattery: PUY DON'T YEZ GO T’ TI PLACE PHERE YEZ BUYS YURE DRINKS? MeManus: SURE YURE CHIMNEY HAS DOUBLE TH’ BRICKS IN IT, SOR, “ Allah Kebur—God is great!” remarked the Cadi, as he THE ELEGANT. retired to his harem. ‘ Mahomet is the Most High Prophet LUBBERLY : Come to lunch with me, old man. and I am the only original Cadi from Cadiville.” Afefcalfe. STUFFER: Sorry. But I've been invited to a very RUDER: Mr. and Mrs. Greenleaf are very happy now. THICKHEAD: Indeed? Is it a boy? BRUDER: Of course not. swell dinner. CLUBBERLY: What! At noon? : i STUFFER: Yes. It’s over in Brooklyn, It's a divorce. ’ IS strangely appropriate that when a Miss becomes a M°* chickens have no hereafter because they have Mrs., it is merely a qi uestion of changing zs to 7. their necks twirled in this. comicbooks.com