Life — September 26, 1895 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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198 OUR FRESH AIR FUND. Previously acknowledged......... Additional Westchester Subscrip Belated Sports. A.G.W., Buffalo, NV.) $4.90 67 50 00 \ 1b of Hampton The Lend-a-Hand C Cash... ae G.JOB.chis fines for smoking TRANSFORMATION. BY’. yesterday my lady's bower Was sweet with odors rare That many a bright and fragrant flower Distilled upon the air. To-day we scent no trace whate’er Of nature's sweet perfume ; No odorous incense find we there Within my lady's room. Instead, her soul with pain is racked ; Her form is doubly bent, And arnica and Pond’s Extract Are greatly prevalent. Around her head soft lint’s applied With liniments that heal. Alas! The fatal hour she tried To learn to ride a wheel ! Ss": AFTER HIM. > you sat down in the only air in the room. HE: her standing. Yes. 1 didn't want to keep E BE TO THE LorD! FEIT COIN WHAT'S BEEN A-TROUBLIN LAST FOUR MONTHS.” > LIFE: THE IMPRESSIONIST AND THE WIDOWED LADY. 1x Ci =v. “JTS ve , “but I thought you would come in to-day I couldn't tell if she were satirical or not, but considering this was my fifth consecutive daily visit, I was suspicious. “Tt was merely an accident,” I equivocated, and made her angry. “ Now, I want you to understand,” she said, “that I started out ina pleasant humor this afternoon, and that if I'm disagreeable it's be- ‘ou were horrid in your very first speech.” “Tdidn’t mean to be,” | said very meekly, “+ but to be honest, I heard you were with the Lindsays at the opera last night, and Jack Piffleton sat beside you the whole evening— never moved once, no matter who came into the box. If you didn’t want him by you the entire evening you could have rid yourself of him.” “In Heaven's name, how? Tell me, so that in another such emergency I may be pre- pared.” “You could have talked to people across him or behind him; or if the worst came to the worst, you could have devoted yourself to the opera. “That is exactly what I did do. I'm sure I never before heard so much of an opera at a single representation! It was Die Gotter Damerung, and at the end I felt | knew the whole thing as well as 1 déd Faust !" “I don't believe you,” I said emphatically. “You never believe me, you know,” she smilingly answered. “You always listen to the operas. I'VE GOT RID OF THAT COUNTER- MY CONSCIENCE FER THE QUEER ON ME, “GOL DARN HIS OLD HIDE! EF “ Always to one act one evening, and choose a different act each time, so that by the end of the season Iam almost sure to have heard every opera through once !”” “That's absurd! You are well known for your love and knowledge of music. Why pre- tend ignorance ?” “+ I've heard it was so becoming !" “ Nonsense!” “Really! Do you appreciate that your last three replies to me have been: ‘I don't be- lieve you,’ ‘That's absurd,’ and‘ Nonsense !* I shall become angr “Tove you angry!" “Then I won't be.” “But, come, acknowledge you are a deeply dyed Wagnerite,"! “1 hope I don’t look like Aubrey Beardsley’s picture of them in the Yellow Book.” “Nobody looks like Aubrey pictures 1" “Ob, I don't know. Wait till you finish Mrs. Nooton’s portrait. If it’s a good likeness, you may find yourself classed among the degenerates |” *'Thave half a mind to behave like Whistler and Mrs, Mackay, and cut up Mrs. Nooton’s portrait.” “1 wouldn't bother. Leave that to the critics ; they'll do it for you. Besides, do you think you paint well enough to behave like Whistler 2" ““T Anew you dida’t like my work 1" “That speech of mine was not kind,” she said, actually blushing. I'm sorry for it, and to punish myself I shall tell you honestly about my opinion of your pictures.” I was frightened, but I begged her to go on. Beardsley's ME HASN'T BEEN SHOVIN’ THE comicbooks.com