Life — June 16, 1904 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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When I am really sick abed It isn’t ever any fun. I feel all achy in my head An’ hate to take my medisun. Th’ sheets get stickyish an’ hot, But I am not allowed to kick "Em off, er read, er talk a lot When I am sick. I hate for all the folks about To come an’ pat me on th’ face An’ say, “Poor child, you'll soon be out,” An’ tiptoe all around th’ place. They go when I pretend to be Asleep—I do it for a trick: I don't like folks to pity me When I am sick. My mother's diff'runt—I don't care If she sits hy me once er twice An’ says, * an’ smooths my hair; She ain’t just tryin’ to be nice They bring warm squushy things to m For meals, an’ make me eat em’ quick. I'm mis'ruble as I can be When Iam sick. Poor boy —Harper's 3 Lavy Frorexce Dixte, formerly Sportswoman in England, and now rej ing her tim “I have seen deer, dark, full of te proach, as it sobbed have I seen in glorious-orbed gua the timid gazelle, the graceful a springbok, ete., of South Africa, were, reproaching me for thus I could never bring back. the angry, defiant ¢! sight, as death, power to wreak before hi the foremost tantly devot- ainst cruel terror-stricken orb of the red . says the s, glaring at me with mute re its life away, and that same o of P. ifal koodoo, have witnessed st's fac him of the h aggressor ory of th On the con h, and I wish nd I say this: The m € to my mind a huge rey scenes brings no ple trary, it haunts me w Lire is for sale by all Newsdealers Company, Bream’s I I had never done those decds of skill and cruelty. 1 will never rifle to destroy the glorious life of creation. Savagedom still don a great degree. A higher education and will teach us to despise amusements which are purchased at the expense of suffering to animals.” again raise gun or animal es us in ilizati Ep} SOMETHING OF A PLUNGER My husband had a devoted cat a few years ago, at a certain lamp-post near on She would who used to m the house every evening then escort him home with and sit under his ¢ dined, waiting to receive her ner from One winter a business trip took him away from the city for sev eral weeks. ights of place, we called it, were fo when she scarcely She would sit under his empty chair at meat 1 most appetizing mor- is ret any manifestations while b is hand. joy less watching at the lamp- would cat an: lejectedly At last she seemed to give up hope, or else her weakness prevented fi king so far, and the lamp-post knew Toward the end of week and just a day before my husband re turned she died, of grief and starvation.--Cat Journal. her Tun probable extinction of the terrapin as a gae tronomical accessory is not regarded by the New York Evening Post with signs of alarm, judging from the following: If, at the season of the peach crop's annual {ail ure, we must have another discouraging report regard- ing some item of our daily victuals and drink, it is best that this should concern the terrapin. Deferring respectfully to the opinions of those who have made gustatory delights their life study, the statement can yet be made without fear of contradiction that there is no one of our national delicacies which so few peo ple really like. What its own flavor may be very few persons know, since it is disguised as far as possible by an elaborately seasoned sauce. Certain it is that a compound indistinguishable by any but the highly trained palate from terrapin as usually served, could be made from the kittens put to such exccilent uses by Sam Weller’s friend. The National Fish Commissioner predicts a speedy end of the diamond back unless it be artificially nurtured and_ protected, Even though, at $150 a dozen, these turtles must be a considerable item in our national wealth, there are many millions of our people who would observe their exfinction without a sigh. Two darkies lay sprawled on the levee on a het day. Moses drew a tong sigh and said, “Heey-ateht Ah wish Ab had a hund’ed waterme Tom's eyes lighted dimly. “Ium-ya-h! would suttenly be fine. An’ ef yo’ had a bur watermellions would yo’ gib me fifty?” Ah wouldn't gib yo" no. fifty watermel yo’ gib me twenty-five?” t gib yo" no twenty-five.” powahful sti Wouldn't yo’ gib me one?” “No, Ah wouldn't gib yo' one. Look ah niggah, are yo" so good-fer-nuffin lazy dat yo" caihs't wish fo? yo" ter me Mose. yo'—wouldn't yous own watermellions?""—Vouth's Cor “Vrs, G. Connaughton last night. c <7 ts for Well, a box of cigars, a fine I have just returned from Cuba,” sai “1 brought back with What are th Panama hat and prese my ish pipe. “Do T think she will enjoy such prese Weil, Last Christmas she gave me a bottle of perfume, a fur muff and a lady's diamond ring Louisville Herald. why not? ‘The Internat ilding, Chancery Lane, L WILSON WHISKEY That’s All! 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