Life — June 19, 1902 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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533 An Apt Comparison. HE: Well, I didn't suppose a poet wauld do such a thing. He: And why not? Poets are rightly different from others. They have a code of morals of their own. They are like clergymen. (CHILDHOOD fears no future, since it has no past. “ HE has a complete suit of automobile toggery, hasn’t he?” 5 “ Yes—dressed to kill.”” Another Triumph of Vivisection. ROFESSOR LOMBARD, of Ann Arbor, Mich., has removed the brain from frogs, bung them up by the under jaw for twenty-four hours, appited acetic acid to the antmals’ skin, and found that they willthen ‘* kick with both legs, en- deavoring to dislodge the acid,” says the Traveller of January 11th, He bas there- fore come to the conclusion that the “soul ts in the spinal column," —Zoophitist, London. A BATHING sUIT. clerks working night and day, this arduous task can be completed in time for the next bi-centennial, The Historical Novelists’ Union is in process of con- struction. Only legitimate historical novelists can be members, and out of the general membership fund will be erected a home for broken-down historical novelists. Hereafter any scab caught writing a historical novel will have his pictures promptly excluded from the liter- ary magazines and boycotted by every theatrical mana- ger. Work will be restricted to eight hours a day. [THE teacher of a class in a near-by mission school not long since, in endeavoring to impress upon his small auditors the wickedness of cruelty to animals, recounted in a dramatic manner the fact that he had seen some wanton youths torturing a cat by cutting off its tail. He wound up his harrowing story by asking for a Bible verse which would show that such actions were displeasing to God. After a pause the smallest and most subdued lad in the class piped up: ‘* What God hath joined together, let not man put asunder!" “ SUPPOSE we win the international yacht race this year—what does it prove?” “Tt proves that we still have the fastest of useless sailing craft.” True. “WHE: How could you give that cook a recom- mend after she drank up all your best whiskey? Huspanp: I merely said that she had a great deal that was good in her. "WHEN the drop curtain falls the real life begins. A SHIPWRECK OF THE FUTURE. “To THE PARACHUTES!"