Life — September 24, 1903 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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An Artist's Wife. [ESR LIFE: I wonder if you are young, or if you are old and gray. Why, oly, tell me why, doall of ** Pete's” drawings come back—not wanted? Sometimes, Lirz, you are contrary. You keep some sket back, and then Pete's wite ge to building air castles and dream- ing that at last Pete has pleased Lire, But not so; for back they all come—not of any use to us. Please, Lie, accept something I'd like to see Pete win wns. “rete.” just once. I am sending you my photo, well know- ing that you will cousign it to the waste basket. ‘The only reason I send itis: Don't yout I'd look better with a swell costume, co from a check that you might some time send to Pete? Oh, dear, hope you are young, although not too young. Youth is kind. Good-bye, Lr Be good to Pete when he deserves it, and pardon wy boldness in writing to you. Respectfully yours, Mrs, Pete.” Sax Francisco, August, 1903. Wanted: A Carnival. “JZOR some years now the Winter Carnival ~ has not been held at Montreal, and the continent at large has felt the loss. The fact is that there ought to be a Winter Carnival somewhere to foster our \ What better place than New York? In lion of the usual ice palace, a mud palace can Ue, bo erected at Fifth Avenue and Forty-second Street. ‘ “you KNOW SUE ALWAYS THINKS THAT OTUER PEOPLE's TROUBLES ARE WORSE THAN HER OWN.” “wu, THE WOMAN MUST BE UTT LACKING IN IMAGINATION I* In place of the usual toboggan slide, an automobile dash can be arranged for, with human beings .for hurdles. Contests can be arranged of parties who try to cross Broadway and Twenty-third Street, those not being run over in a given time to have a blue ribbon. In place of hockey, what is the matter with trying to board a Broadway car in full motion ? The New Football. JL} the first half, a player had his eap knocked off. But there was uo demonstration, except by some fash- ionable girls in a tally-ho, who jeered sarcastically aud tore up their flags. In the second half, a substitute suffered an attack of indi- gestion. He was able to walk off the field, however, and elicited little enthusiasm. At the end of the game, the spectators clamored for their money back. But the police, with great presence of mind, promptly shot ten or a dozen persons, and the sight of the blood The Hower: sav, MISTER! TALK TO LeEwanD, WiLL You! soon put the crowd in good humor. comicbooks.com