Life — September 28, 1899 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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

INDEED! Birds of a Feather. A?) ING to Our Dumb Animals, < at the recent pigeon shoot in New Jersey a pigeon that escaped the marks- man was shot by an outsider, and was found to contain nine pins, stuck. in various parts of its body. The pins were stuck in the fect end up the leg the entire length of the pin, The object of this torture is to cause the pigeon to fly rapidly from the trap. Another method of torture is to cut the bird's tocs off, pull the feathers out and bite the neck enough to hurt it severely. So the spirit of the vivisector is pos- 255 To an Automobile. HOU horseless thing! thou modern toy! That worketh by a lever, Created since I was a boy, T'll love theo never, never! WHAT YOU CALL IT, DE SERMON ON DE MOUNT?” sessing the pigeon shooter! We confess to considerable surprise, as we lind given the pigeon shooter credit for being a grade higher than the other fellow, although blowing little birds to pieces with a gun never did impress us as being the pluckiest kind of sport. . The Right Spirit. 4 ae FATHER: When I was your age, sir, I didn’t have time to spend my nights running after the girls, “ Well, dad, I shall be only too glad if T can be of any service to you now.” A CERTAIN LADY TO A CERTAIN GALLANT OFFICER. 1 BEO, ADMIRAL, THAT WITH THIS WREATH YOU WILL ACCEPT ALSO THE ASSURANCES OF MY HIGHEST CO’ YOU HAVE DON® YOUR DUTY IN THE Past, ERATION AND RATRAM. AND I HAVE NO DOUBT YOU WILL CONTINUE TO DO IT IN THE FUTURE, AND, SPEAKING OF THAT, ADMIRAL, HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE MY GUEST AT THE WHITE Wot HOUSE FOR THE FOUR YEARS BEGINNING MARCH THE FOURTH, 1901? Unwieldly, meaningless thou art, Antitbesis of beauty! A coarse machine, without a heart, But fit for baso-born duty. Yot stay. My Indy love inside, No reins—do thy endeavor. Get up! Along side streets now glide, While I bug on forever | ‘HE good work in the Philippines progresses slowly, to be sure, but there is this consolation, that every day sees a certain number of those wicked foreigners either maimed or killed out- right. Of course many of our own sol- diers are also maimed and killed out- right, but that is to be expected in every war, however holy, And this war is certainly holy if thereis any sanctity in ownership. We bought ’em at two dol- A CRAWL. The Huntaman: WONEST, HR BIRD, EWUSNT HUNTIN'POR YOU, 1 WUS AFTER BUTTERFLIES ! lars a head, and if they won't stay bought, why, shoot ‘em! And if they arc 80 ever- lastingly be- nighted as to shoot back we must send more troops. Such good work should not languish.