Life — October 24, 1901 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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Captain; WHAaT's THAT GANO OF PAMSENORRS CURERING YOR? DON'T THEY KNOW THE suir's sINKINO? THAT's WHY THEY'RE CHEERING, CAPTAIN. A werk! Behind the Scenes. 4 ee Cynic gazed on a pictured face; Then hid it away from sight ; And, taking his réle of the narrow soul, He sang to the shadowy night: “In the perilous land of Wedded Life A mythical treasure lies ; And fools afire with a vain desire Give search for the hidden prize. “They hunt in couples; man and maid ; y hunt through a lifetime's round ; ir minds a-teem with a sickly dream ; Yet none hath the treasure found, “Wild Will o' th’ Wisp is their trusted guide; Such sport ne'er comes auniss ; And he laughs, ‘Ho! Ho!" as the search doth go, “'Tis for Matrimontat Bliss!" “ And the Wise, who worship the great god, Sense, *Twixt pity and scorn divide Of the mortals weak who have gone to seek Where the Devil hath been to hide.” The Cynic finished his song, then pressed EVERY ONK OF 'EM HAS BEEN #RASICK FOR On the pictured face a kiss; And swore, “I can find, an the maid be kind, This Matrimonial Bliss!" Truman Roberts Andrews. The Fashion. LITTLE worm came to the elm tree, and said: “Don’t you wish you had a silk robe?’ “Don’t I?”? said the elm, “I'd give anything for it.” “I'll work for my board,” said the worm, ‘‘and guarantee that the robe will be done in time for the Red Leaf Show.”” So the tree stood up to be fitted, while the worm worked. ‘* What makes the sun so hot?" asked the elm, “Oh, it’s just shining through the silk robe. That's the fashion.”” “What makes the wind so cold?” asked the elm, a few days later. “It's blowing through the silk robe. That's the fashion.”” 335 “Why are my limbs so bare?" said the tree. “The silk robe is short. That's the fashi “Where are you going now ?’’ said the tree. “I'm going to cook-coon, That's the fashion.” HE wise leader is he who knows when to follow. Sic Transit. LARA (examining new triumphs of dentistry in John's mouth): Why, John, they're temporary fillings ! Joun: Yes,dear; temporary fillings in temporary teeth in temporary man. What's the use of putting anything per- manent into a mouth forty-five years old ? NARCHY is an admirable form of government—for angels. A Planetary Conspiracy. W HEX Charles and Clara start their stroll, Anticipating bliss, ‘There's not a star their joy to mar ‘The sky is just like this: the very moment when time for them to kiss, The stars and moon the sky festoon Until it looks like this : comicbooks.com