Life — March 26, 1903 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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272 least one magazine write- upa month, and a special to the press at least once a week?” The Professor shame- facedly hurried back to his laboratory. The President began opening his morning mail. There was a knock at the door, A clerk rose to see who it was, and then came back and stood by the President’s desk. “I have to inform you, sir, that the new freshman class is outside waiting to pay their respects.” The President laughed strenuously, “What nerve!" he € med, ** Here Lam writing a book, making arrangements for a lec- ture tour, dictating at least eighteen magazine articles, to say nothing of drumming up the millionaire trade from Maine to California, and these mere students come to bother me. Bah! Tell’em I’m not at home!" ‘ont Maxson, AU. S. ARMY Post. AMUSIN’ PRATURES, COULD ER SEEN I counn st Uncle Dan't: It Was All Right. HAVE a great idea. As he spoke, it was more than evident that the young playwright, whose name even now was a house- hold word in two continents, was more than ever before in his career, away by the tide of a true tion. “Can it be possible,”’ said the mana- ger, ‘that your play has already ma- tured? Why, when we parted com- pany last evening, you could think of nothing, and now aud “Now,” burst forth the enthusiastic artist, ‘‘it is finished—it is complete ! Listen, while I tell you.” The face of the manager showed a trace of disappointment. He moved uneasily in his seat. “Don't be too sure,” he muttered. “Your enthusiasm may have misled you. But goon.” ‘Listen then. The plot? Bah! Itis nothing. I stole it from the French, And then I fixed it up to suit myself. EP THAT CITY CHAP, WHAT COMPLAINED THAT WINTER IN THE COUNTRY WAS DEVOID OP LL. REMSTID SENCE WE Got BI WUE some THAT WAS PRETTY ALIAPIRED PROMINENT. ANYHOW, < PROZE, Ue"D EK POUND THAT WE First, then, we have an opening chorus. The girls will come out in some brand-new color scheme which your designer can put his mind on immediately. Then some vandeville specialties will be introduced. The scene will be laid—well, say on Broad- at midnight, or on some uninhabited fi doesn't matter. And here's a new topical song, entitled * But I cannot swallow that!’ “In the last act Chippie Bandoline, the star, is just saved from—oh, well, some one, and every girl in the chorus appears in pea-green tights.”” The manager grasped the great man by the hand. “Grand!” he cried. “Simply grand! Do you know, when you first spoke, I was afraid you were going to propose some- thing entirely too good for the public.” Limited. CLARA: Did he kiss you more than one “Once and a half. hour.”’ He only had an comicbooks.com