Life — January 30, 1902 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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The Usual Struggle. OHN, are you going with me to the De Styles’ party to-night?” “No, my dear, I’m not.” “Why not, John dear?” “Because I've got to get up at seven o'clock to-morrow morn- ing, and work hard all day.” “ But we won't stay late.” “That's what you promised last week when you inveigled me into going to the Crowders’, and it was after three when we got home.” “But, John, you know I can’t go withont you.” “Why not?” “ Don't be idiotic, John.” “That's my endeavor, my dear.” “It’s just like you to refuse, for no reason at all, to do anything to please me.” “ Humph.”” «And put your selfish pleasures before mine.” “ Now, my dear, that's hardly fair.” “And treat me with no consideration whatever.” “My dear, I" ‘And act the perfect brute, and — oh, oh, oh! why did I ever marry you?” “Tut, tut, my dear. If you really have set your heart so upon going, I suppose I must go with you.” “There, John, I knew you could if you only wanted to.” soueniywes Alex. Ricketts, Mra. Squirrel; wRY, YOU RASCAL! WHAT ANY YOU ALWAYS HANGING AROUND HERE rou? A Sure Thing. She; WAVE YOU NEVER BEEN TEMPTED TO GIVE UP LITERATURE? Author : XO SUCH LUCK=I'VE ALWAYS BEEN COMPELLED TO STICK TO IT! Society. RIDAY was a grand night at tho opera. Some- thing occurred on the stage, to be sure, but the boxes—oh, my! There was, to begin with, Mrs. Kallus Pusher.— Green brocade, with lace and silver embroidery, trimmings on the corsage, which was also adorned with several diamond and emerald oma- ments, perhaps a quart in all. Mrs. New-Butsolid.—A delicate shade of pink satin, embellished with silver spangled lace and chiffon, Her ornaments were of diamonds, and in her coiffure was a single diamond comb. Mrs. Chattor-Loud.—A black gauze and velvet gown, em- broidered in gold made with long sleeves. Mrs. Dullen Deth.—White satin brocade, with gold lace trimmings ; ornaments of diamonds. And there were others. Poor Mrs. Graiton Kloze was at home in bed. But Mrs. Leeds Thegang was there, and she was just splendid. You could hear the dia- monds rattle in the corridor when she laughed. N° laborer who puts thought into his work need have any fear of ever being displaced by a machine. It’s a Long Lane. Pr the beginning Aristocracy is inclined to sneer at Democracy. But Democracy says nothing and saws wood. Years pass. Now a king is to be crowned. Democracy buys an invitation and wears a diamond tiara costing four millions, and puts only the merest LUBBERLY: Well, I seo that Raker has ran off with another man’s wife. It will ruin bis chances for the Senate if he keeps this thing up. Why, he won't be able to get into anything. CasTLETON : No, nothing but good society. crimp in her wad at that ! Meanwhile Aristocracy is so cramped for means that she has to accept a gratuitous invitation and can barely dress in exquisite taste, and her chagrin is accordingly profound. comicbooks.com