Life — November 26, 1903 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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SYMPATHY, He: 1 GOT A NOTE PROM DUNNE TO-DAY, SAYING THAT HE AMSOLUTELY must She; owl tie roon PeLtow | » the rise of the cur- he house is filled with people; but the only char which have todo Tue OLD Man (coughing): I must see tho new plays. They are the only amusement left me; and yet how can I see them in any comfort when I can- AVE TUE MONEY 1 OWE MIM BY TO-MORROW MORNING. I have had the asthma since I was six years old; but now I cannot breathe at all—not in the theatres, nor in the hotels, nor in the churches, nor on the street. There is no place where they will let me breathe. First Woman: I we sachets in my stays. groans.) Secoxp Woman: My fars are in- terlined with heliotrope powder. It is my favorite perfume. (The old man coughs terribly.) not breathe. carnation ec old man SCOTCH HIGH BALL Tuy Woman: My sprayed with essence of gardenia. Tir OLD May: Oh, have they no pity? Do they take pleasure in depriving an old man of his breath? Shall I never know what it is to breathe again ? First Woman: There are water-lily sachets in my hat Seconp Wo: lingerie is She has water-lily sachets in her hat. Mine are of tbe- rose. Itis stronger. And my gloves and my shoes are perfumed with lilac. Tue THREE WoMEN (ix chorus) : And all of our handkerchiefs are drenched with violet. Tue OLD MAN: Oh, they have hearts of stone! The streets are full of them -women, women everywhere! And they are all saturated with terrible perfumes which mock me with their turbulent discord, and make my brain reel. Ob, kind Heaven! I cannot breathe. I shall never breathe again. Mra, Wilson Woodror. comicbooks.com