Life — May 10, 1900 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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{ Peete We oats IN SULU SOCIETY, “18 HE A BACHELOR?” A Woman's Way. 6 (IVE just ono kiss and I'll be blest!” Ho asked for ono and only one, And got it; after that was dono "Twas sho that proffer'd all tho rost. The Presidency. Dewey doesn’t get it, either F I McKinley or Bryan is likely to. Of two evils, choose neither. Select some one else who is not a politician. The chief criticism against Admiral Dewey is that he doesn't know the ropes. He has never tipped his hat to the machine. When he cut the cables at Manila to avoid com- munication with Washington, he dropped out of politics and he has never been in it since. Is not that just the kind of a man we want? Now we need a change—and rest. We want a man who knows £0 little about politics that his administration will be one long succession of blunders — against the politicians. Admiral Dewey is sincere, honest, courageous, and unfettered. M RS. B.: What wonderful control Mrs. Von Blumer has ! Mr. B. : How do you know? “T was with her an hour yesterday, and she never mentioned her children or her servants,” Well, I Declare! OME of us are Imperialists, and some are anti. Some of us are Republi- cans, and some are for Dewey or Bryan; but in reading news of this sort minor differences are forgotten : Mrs, George Gould and Lady Mary Sackville are doing good work at the English booth of the Cuban festival, and Mrs. Stuyvesant Fish’s occastonal pres- encealso adds totheinterest of that booth. On Tueeday Lady Mary during the day was gowned in a gray mixed cloth cos tume, with a sailor collar, covered with lace, and wore a large hat of black tulle, with a tulle veil. In the evening she wore a gown of black lace and the same hat. Mrs. Gould wore a gown of black spangled net, with a large picture hat of black, trimmed with pale blue plumes, and ubout her neck a superb gold chuin, set with enormous pearls. Yesterday Lady Mary was in black, with a picture hat, and Mrs, Gould was in white, with a white hat and veil, and wore about her neck a boa of white ostrich feathers. —WN. Y. Times. Isn’t it just lovely ? And when you talk about the dignity of the prees,don’t mention the Times as a rural paper. Isaac and His Love of Nature. SAAC and Isidore are travel- ing through the Chamonix Valley. They are mightily im- pressed by its manifold beauties. Finally Isaac can contain his enthusiasm no longer. Isn't id beaudiful, Isidore ? Shust look at dat snow! Und “ COMPARATIVELY. E HAS ONLY TWELVE WIVES," dat moundain! Isn't he a big feller! I vish he vasall gold und belongded to me.” “Cerdainly. Und den you vould gif me helluf of it.” “Not at all, friend Isidore—not at all ! Vy should I ?—vy should I? Vy don’t you vish your own moundains ?” Logic. OTHER: Didn't 1 tell you not to touch the preserves without my permission ? Son : Yes, mother. “Then why didn’t you come to me and ask me?” “* Because I wanted some.” “TL WONDER WHERE DAT OLE ROOSTER GONE TER; DEM AIN'T M13 POOTPRINTS."—