Life — March 16, 1899 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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214 Cheap at the Price. «eT T came.” J “What came?” “The gown,” What gown ?” “My gown.” “Your gown! This is the first I knew about it.” “Why, Jack! How can you? Don’t you remomber ?” “No. Nor you,” “It was two weeks ago, at dinner, I said I must have anuther gown, and you said all right.” “You said you must have an- otber gown, and [ suid all right, Ha! I'm a good thing.” “But you did!” “While you wore speaking of gowns, why didn't you men- tion a diamond cluster, a pair of cobs, a house and lot, yacht, and listen while I said all right?” “Now, Jack!” “ How much was it?” “Don’t you want to see It first?” “How much was it?” “That's all you think about —money, You know if I didn’t dress well you—” “Yes, I know. I'd neglect you, I've heard that before, How much was it?” “Guess,” “Two hundred.” “How absurd! would do such a thing.” Then ono hundred.’ “Now, Jack, you know I couldn't got @ gown like this for any such price.” “ How much? “Te was mo show it to you. is, Isn't it lovely?" “Yes, How much, did you say?” “Ob, you really don’t want to know.” “Don't 1? Come now, my dear, tell mo at once how much that gown cost, I won't have any more nonsense.” “ Well, dear, it was just one hundred and ninety—twith the trimmings,” Tom Masson. As if 1 Here it From Washington. IFE learns from the daily prints that our genial President has been warned by his Senatorial friends that among the people the universal admiration of Secretary Alger is not quite so universal as it was. He has been told that Mr, Alger’s ‘OUR EMBALMED BEEP 18 JUST AS BIG A SCANDAL: “BUT 1 AM A VICTIM AND YOU ARE 4 CAUSE.” retention in office might in the next presidential campaign prove an embar- rassment to the Republican candidate. Of course President McKinley has no personal interest in the next campaign, but it is to be hoped he will take steps to make impossible any such campaign Wuo EMBaLMeED THE Beer ? Or such doggerel as ‘Thero was a man in Washington, And he was wondrous wise; He fed the troops on bad canned beet Instead of beans and rice. Or that a popular game should played to the words Embalmed beef hot! Embalmed beef cold! Embalined beef in tho pot, ‘Nine years old! Willing to Work. “ ET me see,” said the editor to a new acquisition, a graduate of the College of Journalism, “1 hardly know what to put you at.” ‘* Until you decide,” replied the man, “Tl sit down and write a few leading editorials.”