Life, 1899-08-03 · page 14 of 20
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“TT REALLY DOESN'T MAKE A PAWTICUL OP DIPPAWKENCE, DONTCUEKKNOW.” Yellow Facts. 1FE. in an idle bour, found : himself turning the leaves of the Chap Book. And among the pages of this brilliant but short-lived contemporary be saw various things that seemed worth considering. Among them were the following truths. As these truths are of some importance to New Yorkers— of a certain calibre—we bring them forth again into the light of day: Several English writers of good standing, in ignorance of what the papers are really Ii done some harm to their Ameri- can reputation by allowing their work to appear in the New York World and Journal. It is therefore an act of kindly charity to warn them against the New York Worldand Journal, No decent man ever reads them, They circulate among people who like their have murders fully illustrated, and their society scandals adorned with every suggestion of indecency. They would not for one mo- ment be tolerated in London, Their cul- umnsare given over to multifarious appeals’ to pruriency. They interest themselves in the exploitation of anatomy and pathology. They publish photographs, with full ex- plavatory descriptions, of all the diseases they can find in the New York hospitals, They send out men to he across window- sills and peer through the blinds into tho parlors of private houses, They send out women to be accosted in the streets, They despatoh reporters to feign madness and so gain admission into insaneasylums, They give the most explicit deseriptions, with illustrations, of a bundred differeut ways in which murder can be committed. They ransack libraries of erotic literature when their own imaginations begin to fail. Thia news is always vulgar, trivial, sensational, and,as a minor detail, false, Nothing is too inane or too obscene for them to print. They are a dally libel on everybody and everything. For over a year has this con- test for the primacy of the sewers raged between them. Tho World is experienced in every form of beastliness; but the Jour- nal, which is edited by a Harvard graduate, has only just celebrated its first anniversary of filth, Since the above was written the Jour- nal has more than fulfilled its mission. It is yellower than the World, It is to- day the biggest and most successful representative of all that is filthy and unwholesome. As a corrupter of the masses it has no equal. Golf Covereth a Multitude of Sins. Y dearest Phyllis used to say, M In accents cold and haughty, My language was at times too—well, To say the least, too naughty But now she never even frowns At words that make me stagger, For naughty phrases sound all right Since golf made cuss-words swagger. $0 when I say I dote on golf, I really am not shamming— It gives me such a blessed chance For —ing! —ing! —ing! pPReNe ye is a financial genius. Jorxtxs: Is that so? “Yes. than his wife can spend it.” He can make money faster icbooks.com