Life — March 8, 1900 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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A Heinous Crime. H, Lovo, a sorry soldier you, Though skilled in tactics wise; Right savagely you woundod me, Ambushed in Chloo's eyes ; Her Modest Request. a ISTEN, my darling. + The youthful millionaire drew to his heart the beautiful girl who had promised to share bis wealth and happi- ness, and in simple language began to recount what the future had in store for hem. “Tthas been my great wish,” he said, “that you should have a home, not only commensurate with your position and my own, but one which will be a fit And ere tiv wound was safely healed, Whilo yet I suffered sore, You aimed at me from Dapbno’s smile, ‘And pierced my heart once more, You took advantage of my stato While sud and sick T ta: In woeful plight, I dared not fight, I could not run away. Ob, shame upon the deed you did — Oh, dastard through and through ! You fired upon the wounded, Love— A sorry soldier you! Theodosia Pickering Garrison, setting for your altogether swect and delightful personality. And so for months now I have been engaged in a search after the best that money can buy, and the house I have had built especially for you is now complete throughout. Noth- ing has heen omitted. Decorators and artists have bestowed their services, and all my resources have been taxed to provide our home with a suitable interior and with the most costly furniture. Wuat do you say to this, my dear?” “Tris lovely,” replied bis betrothed, as she heaved a slight sigh. ‘‘There is only one thing more, dearest, that will make me completely and utterly happy.” “ Ttshall be granted,” exclaimed heren- thusiastic lover. “Only tell me what itis.” ‘The girl at his side stirred rapturously. “How good of you!” she said. “1 was only going to say that when we have moved into our new home, I would like the privilege of furnishing it all over again to suit myself.” _ € comicbooks.com