Life — May 5, 1904 — page 13: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

“REE ‘To Paint the Lily.” LORISTS in these enterpri: mple efforts, They are ill unobtrusive results menting them with bows of brilliant ribbon, swathing them in filmy gauze, planting them in strange and unnatural receptacles, and combining them with objects for which they have no possible affinity. If a primrose were only a primrose to them, as to the un- emotional Peter Bell, we should be satisfied. Unhappily, they see in it strange opportunities. for decoratio: Why ould a florist plant these innocent flowers in a re- spectable piece of firewood, hollowed out for their meagre accommodation ? Primroses do not grow in tree trunks. They do not look natural or happy emerging from the bark. Why should the firewood be further adorned with lichen, pasted on in such green profusion that it resembles a disease? Why should a round, fat bird’s nest, with three robin eggs in it, be tucked into a fork of the wood? And why should a small, stuffed chicken mount guard over the nest? Are we tos J two weeks old—laid the robin eggs? Or has the robin gone out for a constitutional, leaving her eggs in the chicken’s = ©? How are we to account, on natural lines, for the close proximity of the primroses and the nest? And how SAY, THIS NEW HEALTH CERRAL, ' PUSH," HAS SAVED MY LIFR. Friend: Yow vox't say! “COM, 1 DON'T MEAN 1 RAT THE STUFF. I'M wRE THEIR ADVERTISEMENTS.” TL MUST TRY SOME MYSELY. ING THE VERSES FOR ng day pear to think but meanly of Nature's ontent with her They trick out their flowers like public-school graduates, orna- ppose that the chicken—which, if alive, would be about ‘ did this. florist's fertile mind ? If it be possible that people buy such strange mi: then the problem is solved. But this is a melancholy solution. 427 “ ROTTLED.” ingular grouping ever come to suggest itself to the its, — Agnes Repplier. Sonnets of Schooldays. (OF THR SUNDAV-SCHOOL TEACHER'S VAITHPLENESS.) ASS sunde we tolled wot we otto do L Becuz ower lordansavyer tels us too, So Mis brown, shees ower teecher, sez, now i Am teechin sunde skool, hoole tell me wy Ime hear at church on sunde, rainershin Too teech thees littul boys an gurls uv min ? Thenn billee simson sez, becuz you git A chanst to walk home with tobias Britt, Shee blusht awl over like a kann uy pant Ann thenn gott pale, like shee wuz goin to fant, Ann wenn shee tolled tobias after skool He sed bill simson wuz a doggon fool Ann shook his fist at him and he sez thenn, Ne slapp ure face if you say that agen, Mis brown is teechin sunde skool, you no, Becuz shee luvs her lordansavyer so! 7. W. Foley. comicbooks.com