Life — March 16, 1899 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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Oneg HIS is the Bumblepuppy. tamo, : Although ho’s said to bo a sort of game. You scorn him, yot you must—ab, thore’s the rub— Accept him at your table or your club, He has his points, yet he’s a pest, indeed ; I would wo could exterminate tho breed. He's quite Priscitta Angelina Murphy: VM GOIN’ TER SHAKE YER RIGHT MERE, BILLY TICKS, ‘CAUSE YER AIN'T UP-TO-DATE ENOUGH FER ME. CAB WUZ ALL RIGHT, BUT IT AIN“T IN IT WID PATSY’S ORTERMOBLE. “ETHIE: STUDIES IN UNNATURAL HISTORY. ERE'S the Gold Eagle. They say This bird is worth ten dollars any day. Ho bas no wings, apparently, yet I, Or you, or anyone can make him fly. Ho's very powerful—hold in great esteom ; And money talks, go lot the eagle scream. Very rare. THE UP.TO.OATE BELLE, ORL 18 OVER BETWEEN U3. >EE the Welsh Rabbit—bo ts bred on cheoso; (Or cheose on bread, whichever way you please.) Although he's tough, ho looks so mild, who'd think That a strong man from this small beast would shrink? But close behind him follows tho nightmare, Beware of them, they are a frightful pair, ‘YER MANSUM