Life — July 2, 1896 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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“Tsay, captain,” said a young Englishman on board an American clipper, “that flag of yours has not floated in every breeze and over every sea forathous- and years, has it?” “No, it haint,” replied the captain, ‘but it has licked one that has."— Youth's Companion. YEARS ago, when the ** Philosophers,” as the guides called them, camped in the Adirondacks, one member of the party occasioned a good deal of criti- cism. He devoted himself to reading and ‘worthless writin’,” thus, in the opinion of the guides, wasting time which might have been better spent in hunt- ing and fishing. He was Ralph Waldo Emerson. There was one guide who recognized in Emerson something of his real worth, and upon whom the poet made a great impression. “Steve,” as he was familiarly called, was an observing man, and the poet's physical defects, then undoubtedly more prominent than in later years, did not escape his eye, as may be seen from the answer he gave to the question of the writer of this paragraph: “What kind of a fellow was Emerson ?"” “Wal, sir,” said the old guide, ‘‘he was a gentleman every inch—as nice a fellow as you ever see; pleasant and kind—and a scholar, too, allus figgerin’, studyin’ and writin’; but, sir, he was I believe, the all-firedest homeliest critter for his age that ever came into these woods."— roy Times. ‘: WELL, girls, Jack and I are to be married at last, and we are so happy !"" “Did you and Jack have some trouble in getting your father’s consent ?"" “No, but papa and I had a lot of trouble in getting Jack's consent."—Ex- change. Bacon: Man.” EGBERT: 1 see our minister is going to preach next Sunday on * The Fall of What! Another bicycle sermon ?—Vonkers Statesman. A FELICITOUS PHRASE. Though his rhymes were not the newest, And his meter not the truest, And his errors not the fewest, Yet they took the verse he sent. ‘Twas a poem on the weather, All the chestnuts heaped together, But it didn't matter whether It was old; the poem went. For two words of magic meaning, Every imperfection screening, From the work alf blemish cleaning, Saved the verses from the flame. This expression so redeeming, With poetic fancy teeming, Very soul of music seeming, Was the famous poet's name. —Harvard Lampoon. A CONVIVIAL trio were sitting around a table in an up-town cafe on one of the recent hot nights, drinking soothing beverages in a futile endeavor to keep cool, when a fourth man joined the party. “You have met Colonel Wnght of Texas, have you not ?” was asked the newcomer. “Oh, yes," was the response, ‘* 1 number the colonel as one of my dearest friends."” “*And I,” said the spokesman, ‘* number him as one of my driest friends."— SAAD AR AAAARAMAAAARAAS, “Ball=-Bearing” Ricycle Shoes oto ft and weer. They touch and support are ma the foot at every point. Many styles hig Pratt by: there. It youre does rot keep them, shoes sent nt peatpald ou re on. recgipt if ©. FARGO & CO. Makers’ CHT covcewwcwwwwsd GSSSSSSSSO6S6 HO So pA | Standard of Excellence CATALOG FREE REMINGTON ARMS CO.} y 313-31§ Broadway, New York ee Yorss sth Stand Grand Ci Breokigm sy Fulton St." “Reston ita Columbos TOPE de K @ ,@ ® i: A trial will convince you that olden Seepirne e=IS PERFECTION. Send 10 cents for sample package. Prices—1 Ib. $1.30; 14 1b. 40 cents. Postage paid. Catalogue free. SURBRUG 159 Fulton Street, New York City. —— ae ea f fio comicbooks.com