Life — May 31, 1900 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Boer—ot this assault upon republican govern- ment are entitled to sympathy, batit should be remembered that England, the wealthiest nation in the world, 1s amply able to care for the famt- Hes of those who fall fighting tts battles, while the widows and orphans of the South African Burghers, whatever the result of the contest, will be plunged in dire distress through the loss of thelr male relatives ang the destruction of thelr scanty property. Any contribution, however small, will be grate- fully received and acknowledged by the official souvenir recelpt of this Assoctation. Yours very sincerely, W. Bourke CockRan, ~ chairman. Make all checks payable to Geo, W. Van Siclea, Secretary: ‘Treavarer, Broadway corner iéth Street, New York. A Prize Pie. oe ERE'’S t’ yer hea'th, Sylvester.” “Where'd ye git the liquor ?” “Squeezed it from this mince pie temperance ledy gimme.” JOSEPH CORNERING THR WHKAT MARKET. From the Gallery, I7TTIS o first night performance. players And people aro all at their best. Proud fashion is hero in her splendor And folly is gorgeously dressed, Whilo I, with the gods in the gallery, Have managed this evening to shirk Somo hours of dull extra labor That fall to a Government clerk. Tho Thoro’s a box way down there in the distance, *Mid musio and flowers and lace, And in it, beyond all resistance, I find mysolf watching the face Of Nellie, the daughter of Gober, Who made sixty millions by work, Not so clean in tho eyes of a sober And penniless Government clerk. But now Nollio ranks with the highest. Thoro's a diplomat grand on her right; On her left, there's a gorgeous tin soldier Whose name only got in the fight; A soldier like those little Nollie And I used to play at, ere Burke Had looked up her pedigree noble ‘To frighten a Government clerk. Ab, Nellie! pray whom will you marry In all of this gorgeous array? Mr. Sing Loo, of China? A Russian, A Pole or a Monstour Francais? A Greek, an Italian, Korean — Or perhaps an unspeakable Turk? A titled though woolly Fijian You'd profer to a Government clerk. Tho curtain has dropped, and the people Are solemnly moving away. I believe ‘tivas a splendid performance, Yet I was not watching tho play. I was thinking—“ Oh, Jack, you arecruel; T love you "—a whisper, a jerk At my heart, Nellie’s hand on my shoulder Makes a King of the Government clerk. Annulet Andrews, comicbooks.com