Life — November 30, 1899 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Renunciation. MET you in tho Summer tide, A Harvard Senior thon, On every side the doors flow wide To mo, a king of men. I baunt no moro the Newport shore, "Tis Conog's Isto I suk, omentine, what fate Is mino, On twenty-five a weok 1 You saw mo swoop Yale's football old, Spurrod by tho bleacher’s roar. >w unobserved, without a word, I swoop an office floor. My voice was groat in cach debate, I'm queered now it I speak. Ah, Clomentine, can genius sbiao On twenty-five a week? I pass you on the Avenue, You drive with stately alr, I fear you'd mock to know I walk To save a five-cont fare. Such flowors you bear, such gowns you wear, T leave you— not in pique. Fate draws tho lino, you can't bo mino On twenty-flvo a week ! EB. R. “ LD Biker die a natural death ?" “Yes; he was thrown from his bicycle.” The Latest Thing in Dedications. To Tuomas GovenNmeNtpoND: EAR THOMAS — Into the warp and woof of D every book an author weaves much that the vulgar public cannotdiscorn, So, immensoly- rich-and-ovor-boloved Thomas, as I havo road the proofs of this book (tho greatest American novel ovor written) { have found moro than onco that tho pages have faded out of sight, and in their stead I have eon the occan and Bellevue Avenue, or tho ramp (that’s a good word, Thomas!) and torraco of Bondmoro House, just as I saw them when I had the honor of penning this. book with your gold pen upon your carved mahogany desk, With tho visions, too, of tho day when I was a humblo inmato of your princely mansion, has como a recurronco of our long talks over tho Chateau Yquem, our work among tho priceless first editions of your library, our cups of tea from your royal Sévres sorvico, our games of chess with tho carved ivory chess- men, and oar drives in your new and luxuriously upholstered automobile, It will, therefore, over be a sourco of joy and gratification to mo that my namo may go down to posterity linked with yours, and that I amassured by writing this dedication that the palatial doors of Bondmore House will over be open to Yours devotedly, Peter L, Sxon. ALN. M. All in the Same Box. TI’ is only just to our cousins to bear in mind that it was not the whole Eng- lish people who brought this war against the Boers. A large propor- tion of Englishmen, and mainly of the better class, are strongly opposed to the whole business, The more thoughtful, disinterested and fair- minded of them look upon it with the same feelings of regret and mottification as those enjoyed by the cor- responding class in America regarding our ownlamentablesquabble with the Filipinos. yy. In neither war is there a ray of glory for either of us. 4tYy “IN THE SPRING OP ‘98 MY AIR DEPARTED SUDDENLY FROM THE SCALP. 1 LOOKED INTO YOUR MUCH ADVERTISED LOTION, AND THE T WAS THAT MY TAIR RETURNED ALMOST 48 GOOD 48 New.t? comicbooks.com