Life — December 9, 1897 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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> LI The Discreet Maiden. H E had carefully planned for the occasion when he intended toask her the question that meant so much to him. He had loved her ardently from the day he had first scen and had been prodigal in his attentions. — Then Vii ya she was t not be quite Yet she was . her his love was re the proper thing rming beyond compare; and to Delar He felt sure that yet he would take no chances. Finally, the night came when he knew he must spe Everything was as he had arranged, and the surrounding: They had been promenading on the broad nda, and now he led her to a secluded part, with just suflicient foliage to break the full force of the glorious moon- He was dressed with scrupulous ca aculate. yes spake ys. iprocated, were propitious. +, and his linen Never had he looked so handsome; and words could not describe her beauty, nor artist paint it, thought Delancy; never before had she so charmins peared Delancy spoke, albeit abruptly.“ Maud, dear,” he said, “T have loved you ever since Tsaw you I have only lived since then. I know [am not worthy of you, but your love is the world to me. I shall do all and be all to you you love me? G mine.” Maud, dearest, do adden my heart forever and be She was about to throw herself into the arms which were ready to catch her, when she strai; herself and murmured in liquid tone tened “Won't you wait eight months for my answer ? Ascuss “Eight month: mean gasped Delaney. ** You can't you don't— Six months, then,” she said “But why wait at all? Don’t you love me, Maud?” “Yes, darling,” she replied, gently, “but [never take an important step without first writing to the editor of The Ladies’ Home Journat, and the reply is ne than six months.” er printed in less William Sampson AS : Does literature pay ? Tetium : Well, the Jews are beginning to go into it. FE: Lazyman’s Land. 1 you away into Lazyman’s Land, n’s Land! Where the loitering br Listlessly dallying, stirs in the trees Faint little murmurs of love and of ease, In Lazyman’s Land ! COME, drop your work, dear, and give me your hand, rm La Everything happens there just as we've planned, For dreams all come true in Lazyman’s Land. Work does itself, while we idle at pleasure, Wearying never of joy without measure, No thought of duty and no need of treasure, In Lazyman's Land All that the hungriest heart can demand Waits for your taking in Lazyman’s Hopes, there, so honest they cannot d Blisses th t how to The love that we long for is ours—bel In Lazyman’s Land! t make one for rieve, vel— Mand Hosford. “OVERNMENT reports say that Uncle Sam's revenues G are increasing. Persons who have not yet bou, their winter flannels may presently have grounds on which to base a surmise as to where the money is coming from. Usne Raa YOUNG MAN. HAD A TOOTHACHE.” “all! HAS THE TOOTH STOPPED acutNe t” puxNo.* “wHaT? pox” “CcausE It's Pi WHAT'S THE REASON WHY DON'T YOU KNOW f