Life — November 7, 1901 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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374 “ Presiding,’’ cooed the bride. Then he called his Maiden Aunt,and pointing out to her the effect that pub- lic life had on his wife’s family, he solemnly declared that she should never attend another woman's meet- ing as long as she lived. Katherine L. Mead, The Pen and Ink Imps. °M just the troubledest child I know, I try so hard, and worry so arn to write with pen and ink, But everything's possessed, I think, With little imps, that just delight ‘To tease me so I cannot write. I start with paper white and clean, And not to make one blot I mean, When I have dipped the pen-point in The ink—but just when I begin, One little imp, he grabs my And shakes and bumps it © Another climbs upon the pen, And pulls it ‘round and ‘round A third one makes my paper tear. And then another, I declare, ‘Tips up the bottle full of ink, And spills it—just for spite, I think — Until my table is a sight! It seems a little girl can't write! ‘W HEN you see two men langhing, something has happened to a third. ‘LIFE An Impertinence. "HE Theatrical Syndicate is repre- sented in the world of print by an organ called the Dramatic News, To uscomes acopy of the sheet marked evidently by some one in interest. In explanation it is well to state that the Syndicate would like the New York Commercial to discharge its critic, who has spoken disparagingly of some of the Trust enterprises. In its effort to rob the critic of his position the Syndi- cate has shut off its advertising from the Commercial, In this way the Trust has already managed to deprive two honest critics of their means of liveli- hood — one in Pittsburg and one in Washington. The Syndicate’s organ says: Of course, it is sometimes maintained by the counting-room that it does not control or have anything to do with the editorial department, but it is a well-known fact that, inasmuch as the theatre advertising com- mands the highest rates, and is eagerly sought for by the business department of the New York newspapers, it has in a great measure exerted some influence over the dra- matic writers, The loss to the Commercial Advertiser weekly is probably twenty times the salary paid to Mr. Hapgood, while there can be no possible Joss to the theatres by the withdrawal of their patronage from this paper, because it is more liberally distributed with all the other New York papers, of which every one of them has a larger circulation than the Commereial Advertiser, It has been demonstrated in Boston, Provi- dence, Washington and Detroit, that it is an unwise policy to patronize a newspaper which constantly antagonizes the best theatres. And now that a start has been EVERY DOO HAS HIS DAY. made with the Commercial Advertiser, it be- hooves the other daily papers to behave themselves, Traly the theatrical advertising in the Commercial Advertiser is an object lesson. The italics are the lines underscored by the person who sent the editorial. They convey a slight intimation —it 4% might be called a threat, if Lire’s opinions were ever influenced by its advertising — that Lire has got to refrain from telling the truth about the Trust and its speculations. Up to the present time Lire has been able to pay debts and to employ and dis- charge whom it pleased without the aid or advice of the Theatrical Syndi- cate. It has no present intention of changing its methods, even though some of the powerful dailies do submit to the dictation of an impertinent institution. ‘ The sordid views expressed in the editorial are those of the Syndicate. The methods employed in this case are those that the Syndicate employs in all its dealings with the art dramatic. Lire doesn’t like them and has not been afraid to say so. And it will con- tinue to say so, A Suggestion. ‘TRE ANGRY FATHER: What do you expect me to do—send you all the money you ask for, or calmly allow you to get into debt? Tue Son: You might do both. Mr. Bat; DARN THAT NEW TAILOR OF MINE. HE FORGOT TOTURN THE POCKETS UPSIDE DOWN. comicbooks.com