Life — December 10, 1903 — page 46: what you’re looking at

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-LIFE: TROUBLE. The world ts full of trouble, The air ts full of tuss— The wranglin’ hubblebubble Is something marvellous, Away in dear old London The Cabinet's upset, And all that isn’t undone Is to be tangled yet. Bulgarians are scrapping. Because they may not shoot; The Turk will not go napping, For fear they revolute. Ts! Ann is in a tremble Because of dread reform, She says thoze who dissemble Will find life pretty warm. Manchuria ts gobbled— Or wonders if she ts— The arch of peace has wabbled And things begin to whiz, ‘The truculent Mikado Is scowling at the Czar, And hints at a tornado Of wreck and wrath and war. And Castro and the Kaiser Are interchanging bluffs— Each fs his own adviser And gets in endless buffs, The Shipping Trust—a scandal Or scmething of the kind— Has grown too hot to handle Or settle in one’s mind. The women’s clubs are scoldin The town ts full of “graft Each day sees the unfolding Of tricks where some one’s gaffed ; The good and bad detectives Are giving things away And charges and invectives Increase from day to day. The world is full of trouble: North, south and east and west. Each day the troubles double, And none gets any rest. ‘There must be a bacillus That started this somehow — A germ or germs that fill us With wrangle, rage and row. —W. D, Nesbit, in Chicago Tribune. “Ir certainly fsn’t,” mused the man who occa- stonally lets out an audible thought. “What ‘tls that isn't?” queried the chronic n't fal,” explained the noisy thinker, “to fudge the character of a new-born babe by the qual- ity of the cigars its proud father hands out.”-— Chicago Daily News. No home 1s quite so empty and uninviting that where no music Is heard. If you have never listened to the “Mira’ and “Stella” music boxes, you have a unique experience coming. In their wondrous sweetness of tone these fdcal boxes stand alone. You owe tt to yourself to inspect these master. pleces before purchasing elsewhere. Write for ca logue to Jacet Music Box Co., Union Square, } A GENIUS ARISES, “Dr. Cuttem." announced Mrs. Giltedge, “has discovered an operation which Is twice as difficult and three times as expensive as the once popular one for appendicitis.” “How sweet of him! comments Mixs Rippen- stil ‘And what is the operation for:™ “That is the charming feature. He refuses to tell until after the Four Hundred has tired of it, thus Insuring that the vulgar commoners shall not be permitted again to enjoy the privileges of the select."—Chicago Tribune. WAR, Private Smith of the Royals; tho veldt and a slate- black sky, Hillocks of mud, brick-red with blood, and a prayer —half curse—to die. A lung and a Mauser bullet; choked cry. pink froth and a halt- Private Smith of the Royals; rain; A hail of frost on a life half lost; grinding pain. And the drip-drip-drip of the Heavens to wash out the brand of Cain, a torrent of freezing despair and a Private Smith of the funeral knell; A burning throat that each gasping note scrapes raw like a broken shell. A thirst Ike a red-hot iron and a tongue like a patch of Hell. Royals, self-sounding bis Private Smith of the Royals; ing day; The fading mist that the sun has kissed—and over the hills away The blest Red Cross like an angel in the trail of the men who slay. the blush of a dawn- But Private Smith of the Royals gazed up at the soft blue sky— ‘The rose tinged morn liko a babe sweet-songed birds on hig With a fteck of red on his pallid 15 white on bis eye. —Herbert Cadet, in London Daily Chronicte. new born and the and a film of All the sweetness and natural fra- grance of the violet embodied in this deli- cate, lasting perfume. The Charm of Childhood The pure. soft baby-skinis arried fo old age by the use of Pears Compleaion Powder rrtreshes and freshens comicbooks.com