Life — March 25, 1899 — page 14: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

It Killed Her. « ISS TEETER’S death wasa very sudden one, wasn’t it?" asked Mrs. McBride. “Tt was, indeed,” replied Mrs. Cumso. “The miliiner sent her new Easter bat home just when she said she would, and the shock was so great that Miss Teeter collapsed.” EN were deceivers ever. women, So were WORM'S-EYE VIEWS OF US, TUE MAeQUERADE BALL Poor Thing! HE can swing a six-pound dumbbell, She can fence and sho can box, Sho can row upon the river, She can clamber mong the rocks, Sbo can do some heavy bowling, And play tennis all day long; But she cannot holp her mother, "Cause she isn't very strong! LITTLE boy one day inadvertently swallowed a dime. Amid the general hubbub, his mother’s voice was * heard to exclaim devoutly: ‘ Thank Heaven!” **Thaok Heaven!” retorted bis father. “What for?” “Oh, it might have been worse. It might have been five cents!" LITTLE incense now and then -Is relished by the wisest men.