Life — June 4, 1903 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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AT A TURKISH BATH. red into the gentlemen where a and timid ed on “hot room were lolling avout fluently. Being of a I was somewhat embarra filled with strangers, and the realized that my costume was too triking for one of my willowy propor- aysel€ with an affectation of eas: . but immediately and @ large bilster, 1 1 was now wu nun splring shrinking natu entering a room thus more so as I bizarre and tions, So f flung grace upon therefrom with a vivid blush then sat upon a boll, when I rose up and en sufferings by A few towel nimble chamois leap I from towel to off the red-hot floor. Having basked In thi aglow, I summ ber of per- affably and a marble arose ecthing chair until I came to a avored to a restle pacing the attered ab om crag to crag in my efforts to keep my roo! were £0 le room until Twa attendant and told hi could take me © oF wait yet a little Ic and remove me ha hose, I then passed into the “manipula re I was laid out on an unelastic marble slab like a “found drowned” at the Morgue and was taken In band ascular attendant, who proceeded to with great violence He began upon my chest, upon which he pres until he lifted his fect off the floor and my blades made dents in the marble. [ m it was absolutely n that my organs should thus be flattened, to which be replied with a rich Turkish accent : Come off, young feller, I know my blz," swooped down upon my dige alata of at en manipulate me and tive or; disjol D fr and reading lim but it is not popular ing, bruiste be healthful, way grand, an illusion doubtless heightened by the ivory whiteness of my skin He wound up by playin piece, the “Battle of Pra while I joined in with the “Cries of the Wounded.” It was a fine render- o doubt, but next time I am to be played upon I shall ask for a soft nte movement—a Chopin nocturne, say. MEON Fon. (From the New York Copyright, 1903, by Doubleday, Page & Co.) that grand show-off Sun. A nicit man who joined New York since quick fortune came to him was entertaining friends at dinner the other night. Tho ficent and so was the dinner. Tho wife, gorgeously clad, reigned over the table. Dur- ing a lull in conversation, the rich man watched a ervant who was dexterously removing crumbs from the table. Then he looked down the glistening table at his Jewelled wife and remarked: “Sadie, remem- you used to shake the tablecloth out of the back door to the hens?" wo York Sun. bas sae multitude service was mi ber when Tue Phils was free to late Jobn Sartain, the eminent engraver. of elphia, knew Edgar Allan Poe ii ely, He admit that Poe in his youth had beer somewhat profligate, but he always denied stoutly that In later life the poet was anything Hke the drunkard gossip patnts him. t the University of Virginia," Mr. Sartain “Poe did drink too much. In the middle ° hman year there he gave a peach and honey party. Peach honey was the drink in those d mixture of honey and peach brandy that was overpowering as It was sweet and pleasant once said, THE SCIENTIFIC LIFE, the has been ("Before breakfast bas been prepared. or after it served and eaten, the housewife should add up the different amounts of proteid. fat nd carbohydrate found in the foods. The comput- nk cards should be used at each meal. In the evening you can find out whether you have taken too much of one kind of food or not enough other."—Mary Moulton Smith.) Mother's count The protelds She slow at figures, but she always has to to see that we secure the right ame keeps a pad of paper a pencil nea’ sink, And estimates our victuals—all the things we cat or She lists our carboby the fat, And our spectfic gravity—she always watches that. r the rates and she scribbles dowa Mother's slow best. She's listened to the lectures until she ts possessed Of scientific demons and a regulating card— And while she chews her pencil all the eggs are boil- Ing hard. She gets bewildered with it, and she ance up, And the coffee Is so sturdy that it almost cracks the cup. at figures, Dut she wants to do ber bas to bal- Mother's slow at Agures—so our breakfast's always The proteids and the hydrates make the task for her too great. This n aid be was a . a “Poe sat a could manipulate and at th treagthen his fingers and improve d to Mlus- brutes?" trate he struck a féw reso! ng chords In the Like small of my back and then proceeded to interpret Wagner up and down my vertebra, running scales, twiddling up in the trevle and thundering down In is the bass, Just as if I were the keyboard of a Stein- the head of the table. aid to his guests, “Boys,” he ‘shall we behave Ike men or like We never get a luncheon, noon, And finds we've overdone it, and that almost m her swoon, Mother's tabulating every pennyweight we eat Except the meals we smuggle from the restaurant down street for she figures on men, of course, rebuking voice. “ ‘Then.’ said Poe, ‘we'll all get drunk, for something brutes never ¢o.°"—New York dune. a senior answered 5 Chicago Tribune rain Great Britain, The In ns Butlding, Chancery Lane, London, E.C., E Lire ts for sale t Company, Br rnational News gland, AGENTS. 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