Life — August 24, 1905 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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cs AN ANSWERING SILENCE. Young ladies with a f wr infantile al mirers should be warned by an episode at a seasiv resort last: summer. An g masculine of seven years became on exceedingly good terms with the belle of their particular hotel, a hout twenty years his senior. One day the charmer asked the tu swa hing, and after the bath, as they returned to their bath houses, the small man suggested a race to see who could dress first. They entered the bathhouses, whic adjoined, and in a short time a yo treble Hed, “Miss Ethel, oh Miss Ethel, I've got my stock ‘A low co! Ito answered, “Yes, Robbie, so have After a short pa “Miss ¢ the irrepressible ag in came the answer, “Yes, dear, so hi na pause—then a triumph proclaimed, “Miss Ethel, I've got my pants of The oppressive. shrilly answering silence was Lippin cott's. THE DOG STAYED. A young business man, of Harlem, who didn't love dogs, surprised his wife the other night by bringing home a disreputable looking, half-starve mongrel “Now, it's all right,” he told “This dog is going to stay here, and I think when you hear the cir+ cumstavces you won't object. About three blocks away from the house this dog deliberately stopped in front of me, The beast looked as if he had not eaten for days, never had a home and had been kicked and J by nearly every one. He looked at me in an appealing way that I cc Jown and patting him one or twice on the head. “I thought no mo: bn my way uddenly felt some In't help stooping about the matter and ¢ n I had gone a block or ing cold and wet against my home hand, of gratit head, around T saw th having jus ik my hand, “After this dog gets 1a wash will look very different from the way he looks Anyway, T want hi G poor beast, out on the atted a few m The dog stayed.—New York Sun. ONE ON THE HOLO-UP MAN, SAID THIS PERSON: “NO WONDER 1 DUDRLE WITH MINTH AND WITH MERRIMENT DOUBLE, WHY, ME KODDED AE AS WELL AS A. FIRST-CLASS nore, BUT 1 GAVE NO TIP FOR Wis TROUBLI Ix the second act of a certain melodrama one of the actors, in the “role” of a poacher, was supposed to be killed. A rival poacher, after shooting him, ran off, and the curtain descended on the dead man lying alone in the center of the stage. The piece was being performed in a small country town. At the end of the second act the victim was duly shot, and the murderer as duly made his escape. S. mee thing, however, went wrong with the curtain, and it did not descend. It came down to within seven {cet or so of the stage, and there it stopped. Then whis pers and frantic orders, given in low, hoarse voices, sounded from the wings. The audience tiered Suddenly the “dead” man rose wear Hi to the footlights, “No rest, even in the he said, in a sepulchral tone. Then wish his long, arms he reached up and pulled the curtain down.—The Independent, ONLY A QUESTION OF TIME Tt was 2 house with a balloon frame, standing ox | posts, A est from the north had struck it just after the roof had been put on and Wf the weatherboarding finished and had pushed it ive fect out of perpendicular. The owner was sitting on the front step, caimly smoking his pipe, when the traveler happened “Had a stroke of bad luck, haven't you the traveler. Yep.” (Puff) “Building would have stood it all rig t had been finished, wouldn't it?” I reckon so.” (Puff, puff.) “Going to tear it down and build it over again?” “Nope.” (Puff) ay Task what you intend to do “Nothin’,” answered the owner, removing his pipe from his mouth. “Goin’ to wait fer a harricane to come from the other direction and straig it up ag’in."—Ch co Trib Earty in the history of the electric telegrap! in Scotland, a Highlander, who had been to Gi was asked to explain its mysteries. Weel,” said he, “it's no easy to explain what you will no be understandin’, But T'll tell it’s like. If you could stretch my collie dog f Oban to Tobermory, and if you wass to clap i in Obar it waggit its tail in Tobermor: wass to tread on its tail in Tobermory an’ in Oban—that’s what the telegraph York Tribune. an’ published every foreign countries in the Postal Union, $1.04 a year Back numbers, for sale by all Ni Company, Hream's Bu uuraday. ing. Chancery Lane, Lon WILSON WHISKEY That’s All! | hi $5.00 a ye: ter three months from date of publicatio: wsdealers in Great Britain. No contribution dressed envelope. ar in adva xtra. Single cur The International News .B.C., England, Ack feation should be The Best Drink For Everyone Everywhere All the Time Ale vill be returned unless accompan Crown Corks Always Ready | fed by stam The illustrations in Live are copyrighted, and are not to be reproduced. t by subscribers of any chance of address. Established 1860 150 Varieties oven ESTERBROOK'S, Easy to Serve | ‘Steel Pens + Sold Everywhere The Best Pens Made i — Southwestern Limited—Best Train for Cincinnati and St. Louis—NEW YORK CENTRAL. comicbooks.com