Life — December 9, 1897 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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SPARTA, Keeper of the Pai THE STATUES OF TH Lieutenant : isposstnie “EVEN 80, IT IS THE COMMAND OF THE EVEN WITH THEM FOR NAMING HIM ECDAMEDAS. NSURANCE AGENT: Before filing the claim, will you be kind cnou to give me a certificate of your husband's death, m: T “WITH ONE BOUND THE COPSE HE CLEARED.” —Lady of the Lake. KING. mE * LIFE: Such Is $Life. not thus al arted a Duet. ; and yet jorious harmony ! Sweet songs were those Duets, And not so very t 1 The Trios and Quartets. n help me; now, he mount, TROLOGE of sor Where were you born? RAW! “What time born?” Philadelphia, were you = “In the daytime, I think. I know all the family were asleep.” JS there not something a little hysterical about the proposal of Mr. David Christie Murray. te England to erect a statue of ason for British is abundant i ot English lish traditions. Snglishmen is entirely reasonable, but her matter. turn of vast importance to as Live remembers, have never been adequately commem Start a monument to Julius Caesar, Mr. Murr him is a WISHES To GET in London. scent, and as a product. in gr 1 subscription in shington in London? There rs to be proud of our George asa at measure, of That his portraits and effigies should interest a public monument to There was a great man who did a good it Britain but whose services, so far. rated the Americans will chip in, A Good Shelter. S4S0ME right in, boys. Come C right in. Tne roof ain't plumb tight, but by humpin’ yourself real close you can dodge the streams an’ keep good an’ dry.” We had been on herd when the storm came up, and we struck for the old wolfer's shack. With the rain streaming through the roof the interior did not look particularly inviting, but the old man’s was cordial, and it was thicker outside. We entered. Wolfer King gave us some skins and we made a bed beneath a bunk across the room, covered with poles which helped to shed the min, The fell upon his hat and dripped from the brim as he sat before the fire blazing in the mud chimney in the corner. “Fellers,” he remarked, ‘I do like to hear the rain a-patterin’ on the roof. It sounds so homelike, Just think o” the poor fellers that are out in this!” He must have sat there all night tone water We fell asleep watel on his hat-brim. awoke us. * Fellers,”” pears to I side. It'll rain for a week in here.” Wn. Bleasdell Cameron. said he, ‘the storm ap- ve quit, so we'd best go out- Stubborn Presbyterians. NE retirement from the Pre: byterian Church of another Princeton professor is threatened as a consequence of the petition for a li of the Princeton Inn, Professor Rockwood, of the Princeton School of Sciences, is th culprit. He is an elder in a Presbyterian Church, and if the prohibition of conniv- ance at the liquor traffic is sound doctrine itapplies to him, No spirit of compromise is discernible among the parties to this fight, The anti-license and anti-liquor party seems to be very strong among the Presbyterians, and very confident of the strength and pro- priety of its position, Its sentiment is that Princeton must yield to authority or take the consequences, comicbooks.com