Life — July 7, 1898 — page 9: what you’re looking at

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in the window of bis room on tho second floor front. “There!” said Mrs, Von Blumer, “He will seo, and to-night ho will bear them como in—and the noise, too, Oh, what shall I do?” “Do!” exclaimed Von Blumer, sternly, as ho cut the string on a box of per- fectos he had brought with him. ‘Toll him the truth, of course,” Tho clock struck ton. Yon Blumer, excusing himself momen- tarily from bis companions, went down- stairs past the wide-open door of tho Bishop's empty room to the library, where his wife sat alone reading. “ My dear,” he said, ‘do you suppose you could send somcone out for another dozen bottles of beer?” “You don’t mean to say,” said Mrs, Von Blumer, “that you want more beer?” Von Blumer waved his hand apologetic- ally above. “Yes,” ho replied. “You know I hadn't counted on the Bishop.” Tom Masson. Always At It. HE Zoéphilist thus comments on some information derived from the Journal of Physiology : On page 373 we have an account of some ex- riments tn stimulating the nerve-roots of the Intestines in dogs and cats. “The animals were anwsthetised (we are not told with what) and a minimal dose of curare given, artifclal respir- ation being employed during the whole of the experiment. The animal was placed upon atin of hot water, and warm alr was pumped tnto tts langs. An Incision was made some six inches long over the spines which were to be moved, and the incision carried through the subcutaneous: tissue down to the spines.” Then the backbones were broken away with forceps 80 as to ex- pose the spinal cord, and the herve-roots emanating from It were tled with variously col- ored threads, The nerve-roots were then stimulated with electricity. And then what ? Then more fun still, perhaps, with the next animal, This is vivisection, ATRED cannot harm unless Love lend its sting. A LADY is known by the things she docs not wear, BEFORE AND AFTER TAKING. s ELLO, Central! Give me Manila.” “Ig this Manila? Connect me with the Olympia, please.” Hello! Is this “*T want tospeak to Admiral Dewey. you, George? This is Lire.” “ Fairly well. Everyone is talking about you.” “ Yes, Fifty thousand girls will marry you at sight.” » “What's that? Rather stay where you are? How arc you getting on, anyway?” “ ” “You have about two thousand men, haven’t you?” “ ” ‘More? Well, they’re coming.” “TL know it. But what can you expect, with Alger?” “Not yet.” “Not yet.” so Be 2 ea “Not yet.” “Can't you hold your end up?” “T know it, George, but it can’t be helped. If it hadn’t been for Merritt you might not bave bad a thing.” “ Politics, George, politics.” er ye “That’s so. Good-by.” ACK’S MOTHER: I knew youcould get along without a girl all right, and it’s much more economical. Now you've tried it, don’t you like it? Jack’s Wire (dubiously): Well, like everything else, it has its pleasures and pains, I had a row with the iceman, but then the policeman on the beat kissed me. : HOWL goes up from tho Socialist press because beer, the beverage of the poor man, is taxed for war revenue, while champagne, the solace of the rich, escapes without duty, But it is not because champagne is chosen of the wealthy that no tax is lovied upon it, but because not enough of it is drunk to make it worth while, There is no class discrimina- tion in this, Lot the poor rush the growler for cham- pagno these bot nights, and a wiso government will soon put it upon the dutiable list, comicbooks.com