Life — February 21, 1895 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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HE ENVIED THEM. “© CCIENTISTS say that there are microbes in kisses,” said Miss Kittish to Mr. Hunker. “Happy microbes!" exclaimed the young man, ‘ecstati- cally. CURIOUS sociological fact.—That the Old Girl fre- quently develops into the New Woman. AN ILL WIND BLOWS A COPY OF A WOMAN'S PAPER INTO THE WILDS OF AFRICA AND MRs. GORILLA DISCOVERS THAT SHE HAS RIGHTS. THE IRON INSTRUMENT. (0 not condemn this man; he is happy, but his brow is yielding to the iron instru- ment whose record is not easily effaced. A young girl knelt beside a man who loved his own conception of the beautiful. She knelt and reached out both her hands to him. He lifted them sadly to his lips. “Oh, you dear little thing,” he murmured, “if you were not so nearly beautiful.” Her forehead was not broad enough, he thought, for perfect beauty. “« shall be beautiful,” she said, and took up an iron instrument that could be made to broaden foreheads or to narrow them. When she first put it on she almost fainted with the pain of it, but she told herself, “‘ We must suf- fer to be beautiful for those we love.” And yet her love denied all suffering. Because the instrument was his, she loved to wear it. She was happy through the blinding days while hairsbreadth after hairsbreadth her strong, firmly knit young brow yielded and was moulded into his belief of perfect form. And ever she repeated to herself, * We must suffer to be beautiful for those we love.” And ever love denied the suffering. “You are beautiful,” he said at last. ‘+I am very proud of you,—and yet I wish—I wish you did not look as if you had led an unhappy life. I know that you are happy. I have done everything to make you beautiful and perfect, and I know that I have made you happy, and yet you have the look of a woman who has conquered suffering, and people notice it.” “People shall not notice it,” she said, and she kissed him in pure self renunciation, ‘1 am happy,” and she tried to change the look, but it had been traced there by the iron instrument whose record is not easily effaced. One day the look was gone. She reached her hands to him, and he lifted them sadly to his lips. She wasabsolutely beautiful, but she was dead, Afterward he loved a selfish woman, and became unselfish. Marguerite Tracy. 117 SOMETHING TO RETRACT. IFE was recently pained to observe on the colored page of a con- temporary that the U. S. Senate was represented as an unmanageable horse. Now this is an unwarranted reflection on the intelligence of an animal who cannot defend himself. Lire happens to have some knowledge of the horse, and in all his experience he has never known an animal so ignorant, short- sighted and perverse as to justify such a comparison. NOT QUITE FULL. pAr* ER: 1 would join the church if it wasn’t full of hypocrites. TUCKER: Oh, you are mistaken about that. There’s always room for one more. STRUCK BY HIS OWN BEAUTY. comicbooks.com