Life, 1897-10-07 · page 8 of 20
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# Page 288 from LIFE Magazine The illustration at the top depicts celestial bodies—moons and planets in space, with what appears to be a man's face incorporated into one of the larger spheres. This is likely a fantastical or whimsical illustration, possibly related to the popular "Man in the Moon" folklore or science fiction imaginings of the era. The page primarily contains serialized fiction and gossip items rather than political satire. The dialogue excerpt discusses romantic entanglement and jealousy. "Tammany Styles" section reports on a Chicago wedding involving Senator Jacob Cantor and mentions Senator Richard Croker, a Tammany Hall political figure. The final section profiles the Marquis of Salisbury, a British statesman, describing his political influence and refined but reclusive character. This appears to be a society/gossip page rather than satirical commentary.
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Juniper : 1 SA¥, LUNY, OLD HOY, LOAN ME A FEW DOLLARS TO GET HOME WITH, Man in the Moon: knew of the doings of Mr. Appleton,” I said. He looked at me suspiciously, but T hadn't raised my veil, and he could tell nothing. ‘‘Oh, you put it on that ground.” “What do you mean?” “IT mean that you have no special —no friendly interest in my going away?" he questioned. “I don't quite—" “Oh, I have no right,” he inter- rupted, before the words were off my lips. ‘* But I have been simply miser- able since that fearful night at the Keiths’.” I said nothing, and he went on, ‘‘I knew I was not altogether in the wrong, and I thought perhaps 1 would get some word from you.” “The ide murmured, ‘* What would you have thought of me?” He was at my side in an instant. 1 had made a bad break, . ‘Then you do care what I think ?" he asked, eagerly. Why was he so big and overwhelm- ing? I was quite losing my self- control. “‘Why—yes—of course,” I stam- mered, “Then I can tell you again that 1 love you, that you are the only woman in the world I can ask to be my wife.” He was standing over me, and it was really coercion, but I did manage to say, ‘‘ You can ¢e// me that.” “Yes,” he said, taking both my hands—he is the most compelling person—‘‘and you shall believe it.” And I did. . . . ‘*Do you mean to tell me, Sally, that you would have let me go off without a word?" he was asking, as we walked across the room later. (It was perilously near dinner time.) ‘Without a word,” I answered, brazenly, ‘if you hadn't come.” Lous Evan Shipman. Tammany Styles. A a recent wedding in Chicago, Senator Jacob Cantor married a Miss Greenbaum. Mr. Richard Croker was Senator Cantor's best man. The account of the wedding, telegraphed to New York the day it occurred, contained the following im- portant information: The bride and ber attendants wore travel- ing costumes. The bridegroom and Mr. Croker were dressed in black frock coats and black trousers and wore small doufonnieres, Are black trousers with frock SORRY, BUT I'M ON MY LAST QUARTER. coats prophetic of a funeral in Tam- many circles? Unanimous. EDIUM: The spirit of your wife is here, and says she never dreamed of such happiness since you two parted. Tue Man: Tell her I feel the same way. The Marquis of Salisbury. MONG statesmen, this eminent man and Venezuelan noncon- formist holds a high rank, being second only to Richard Olney and Grover Cleveland. For some time he has been a successful understudy to the Queen, and has held the rib- bons of English government with great success, and the approval of the editor of the VY. Evening Post. He is somewhat careless in his habits and rarely attends to his correspond- ence. Several times he has been asked to write for American maga- zines, but has always refused, pre- ferring the retired life of an English politician. Some day he may come to the United States and lecture. He is very ambitious,