Life — January 1, 1903 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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W. W. Denslow’s pictures, and adds: ‘Clement C. Moore furnishes some amusing doggerel.” Such is fame in ‘Frisco! (G. W, Dillingham Company. $1.50.) J.-B, Kerfoot, OTHER BOOKS RECEIVED. Tin Tan Tales. By Gracta Kasson and E, Tachantré, Jr, AD amusing book for children. (E. P, Dutton and Company. $1.50.) Pletures of Paint-Box-Town. By Douglas Zabriskie Doty. Out- line pictares with versified instructions for coloring. (E. P. Dat- ton and Company. $1.00.) Thelma. By Marte Corelli. (it. F. Fenno and Company.) The Lane Thot Had No Turning. By Gilbert Parker. (Doubie- day, Page and Company. $1.0) { A Hareard Alphabet. (The Harvard Co-operative Soclety, Cambridge.) New Year Resolutions. O borrow more money than trouble, To give more advice than help, To bear patiently my neighbor's suffering, And to be courageous in his defeats ; To sit quietly while others stand, To drink while others thirst, and to eat while others starve, : In short, to live along the lines of least resistance, and die comfortably, This is my symphony. re A. Portly Hogg. Uncle Samuel; 8&8 HERE, YOUNO FELLOW, I'LL PROTECT YOUR PROPERTY, BUT I WANT YOU To DISTINCTLY UNDERSTAND THAT TUIS PLACE 18 NOT A REPUOE POR OFFENDERS AGAINST UNIVERSAL LAW AND ORDER. UDGE S—, of Boston, whois cial scales and SURELY THE HONORABLE JOR CHAMBERLAIN DESERVED 118 WARM WELCOMB IN SOUTH AFRICA, ME HAS DONE MORE POR THE UNDERTAKERS AND TUE GRAVE- STONE CUTTERS OP GREAT BRITAIN THAN ANY OTHER SINGLE INDIVIDUAL. The Dying Calendar. TURN its lessening pages with asigh. Life's Calendar—'Tis running out so fast, Cold January—Tropical July. They all have gone and now there come the last— ‘Those months, three-syllabled, which tell the end is near, When one sighs soft and oft—another waning year! Yet on those dozen leaves I note the theme, Tho’ ever varied, ever is the same— Love Frustrate— Love in Triumph—Love Su- preme— Love's Quarrels, Kisses, Raptures, Praise and Blame— Love in the Rain—the Snow—in Youth and Age— ‘Tis Love—Love—Love illumines cach glowing page. Oh, Sorceress—who sets the year a-speeding ! triumphantly — “Undying is the text your page inspires, ® great fisherman, for some years past had been in the habit of bringing back from Newfoundland, the scene of his piscatorial labors, such marvelous stories of his catches that his friends grew more and more skeptical. The Judge, in order to remove all doubts about his hon- esty, finally procured a set of spe- weighed all the fish he caught, and for his friends’ inspection kept the record thus accurately made. Recently, while the Judge was away from home, there was an ad- dition to his family. The Judge’s scales were used, and they recorded the baby's weight as forty-eight pends. The Voice that breathed o'er Eden still is plead- ing In tones of which this old world never tires. ‘And tho’ the winter months draw on apace, Life's daily leaf we turn with better grace, Because within our hearts there runs the rune: “ Love does not end with Roses and with June.” Sarah S, Pratt. comicbooks.com