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

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LIFES ALBUM OF FRIENDSHIPS, GENERALS OTIS AND AGUINALDO, The Right of Way. HEY had never been known before to bo on terms of tho slightest civility, but this certain hour they met in tho turning of a Long Thought, and not being able to pass each other gracefully without yielding tho right of way, stopped to argue tho matter out, “It is this way,” said Hor Mind, “You are ono of those persons who think the highest wisdom Is to do a foolish thing. You can never resist the temptation to bite into the fruit of the tree of knowledge, and you aro just as ready to bowl when you find it bitter.” “All fruit is not bitter,” said Her Heart, “And at any rate, this particular apple is very ripe and rosy to lock at.” “To look at!" snarled Hor Mind. “You must acknowledge that you take chances.” “Ob, surely,” acquiesced Her Heart chesrtally. hungry —" “You aro longing to ropeat a very bad, old bargain,” scolded Her Mind, “and sell your birthright for a poor meal,” “ Pottago is not 6o bad when itis flavored properly,” said Hor Heart thoughtfully. “But what is to become of mo?” sald Her Mind. “You and I are the opposing onds of a seo-raw. You go up—I go down. That is tho law.” “You've been up 80 long,” sald Hor Heart, “that you'r a trifle dizzy. It's my turn now, and besides I’m tired of sitting on the ground.” “But when ono begins to feel 395 “You're a fool!” cried Her Mind, “No doubt,” assented Her Heart, “There- {n lies my strength, Really, you had better lot me pass.” “Think 1” cried Hor Mind, “I don’t want to,” said Her Heart, “Consider!” said Her Mind, “can't,” said Her Heart. “Bo wise!!” cried Hor Mind. “What's that?” sald Her Heart. For a moment thoro was a tussle on the Highway. Her Heart and Hor Mind strove valiantly for foothold on the narrow pass, Thon Hor Heart, littlo by little, overeame and conquered, and Hor Mind stood sulkily aside to lot the victor pass, “Really, I must apologizo for my rough- noss,” said Her Heart, blithely, “but you must have known that when it came to an actual conflict betwoon us, I was sure to havo tho best of it,” and Her Heart sang cheerily ns {t turnod tho corner of tho Long Thought. Theodosia Pickering Garrison, 7 Nena young fellow has lost his life while in process of initiation to a secret society at Cornell, We are told that it was purely an accident and noone was to blame. That secms only partly true. The young man was drowned, and it was not contemplated by his friends who had him in chargo that he should get into the water at all. But he was absolutely under the orders of his guardians, and the responsibility for his safety lay with them. College boys, like other persons, learn by ex- perience. The trouble is that every four years the whole undergraduate group changes, and the teachings of any particular expcricnce, however bitter, grow faint. A SIX SHOOTER.