Life — November 1, 1900 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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A Numerical Love Tragedy. VW J HEN first 1 saw sweet Josephine, VT loved her madly all the day, And all the other maids I'd seen Grew dim—they faded quite away. Her classic face, her weet voice low, And also divers things she said, Were quite too much for me, and so I lost my heart (but not my head). Somnambulism and Blood. UNDER this title the New England Society Anti-Vivisection Monthly says : In the words of an eloquent Western writer, this is an age of *‘somnambulism and blood” ; — blood, in that a lar; fe part of the world, ‘civilized as well as uncivil- ized, delights to murder and destroy ; somnambulism that we are walking, as it were, in our sleep, apparently unaware of the life we lead and the spectacle we present. Such is our thought as we read the dreary, sickening ptions in the public press of the annual rush of ed civilized male and female, to hurl “them under the guise of The same article contains a few appreciative words on certain female “ sports.”’ Woman, too—fashionable, society woman —is not behind man in this; she waits patiently with gun in hand in the Adirondacks, till the gentle doe, fleeing for life, is within striking distance. And if she has shot a fawn, then she—the woman—will wait patiently at the spot to kill its mother, knowing that the mother deer will come back, in spite of dangers, to look fur her lost off spring. And when I met demure Suzanne, What else, I pray, was there to do? With girls like these, for every man There's much excuse for loving two. "THERE has been a good deal of grambling and much dispari- ty of opinion about Mr. Barrie’s Tommy and Grizel, As the story has proceeded, not everyone has felt sure what Mr. Barrie was up to, and some have ceased to care. It is a relief to have it disclosed by the Evening Post, that ‘Tommy represents the eternal masculine And so I fell in love with her, A passion true, I must confess, And tho! some critics may demug 1 loved not Josephine the less. before the Uranian Aphrodite and the other.”’ Very well. It is a relief to know even the worst. Vv ILLIE: Pa, what is a pub- lisher? AvTHOR: My son,a publisher is a squatter on the unearned in- crement of thought.