Life — November 2, 1905 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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His Last Harangue. A GROUP of Cyrusville’s citizens had gath- cred round the stove in the comer store sd, as often happened, James Corning was holding forth on the trials of his kind, ‘What do women-folks know of care and trouble?” he demanded of his audience. “Shel- tered in their homes with jest a few little household duties to make the time pass, and when night comes the privilege of sitting down to the evening lamp, while the man of the ¢ puts on his hat and goes out into the darkness and often into the storm, and walks, maybe half a mile, to fetch home the paper, so’s his family can have the news next day. 0 need for them to think of earning money no—" Mr. Corning’s mouth dropped wide open as erm-visaged woman stepped in at the door up to him. I've heard you'd been giving these little talks,” she said, clearly, “and I've come down te wait for the mail, so’s you can go home and take my place sitting by the evening lamp. You'll find a basket of your socks there with holes in ’em large as hen’s eggs, and your veralls and Sammy's trouser: “If you get those done,” she added relent- as her husband tried to look at ease and it were all a good jok when you get ‘em done, you can finish up splitting the kind- I've been at the last two evenings. I'm ing to come out into the darkness till you he whole thing finished up. Now you step Youth's Companion along.”— The Cynic’s Dictionary. TRUISM—Mowing = your 1 lawn. I—A brief vacation for practical poli- Simple Life—A strenuous effort to What a woman thinks about an- a's gown. at she says about it Tact—W! Civil S evi —Something you tip a waiter tor Insurance—Providing for the widows s—of the directors. ter-Wagon—A vehicle from which Ily dismounts to boast of the ening Post. mar fine ride he's having —Saturday Dost ask a girl to marry you after dark when she is dressed fit to kill. Call on her. and when you leave inadvertently drop a glove on the piano. Return for it the next morning at 9 o'clock. If she comes to the door with one shoe and one slipper on, her hair done up in curl papers, dressed in an old mother hubbard, our advice is to take to the woods. But if she appears in a neat house dress, her hair done up and a rose in the top of her hair, grab her quick.—Marionville (Mo.) Free Press. “popular concert” just come home from the opera. Be sure to write for one of our beautiful six leaf, ribbon tied, souvenir art calendars for 1906—"The His tory of the Piano"— finished in handsome colors on heavy art paper. This will be mailed on receipt of twenty-five cents (stamps or coin) and mention of this publi- cation. A Heartless Family. HERE had been a severe thunderstorm in the night, and old Mrs. Topham had, for a wonder, slept through it. Usually she rose, lighted her lamp, dressed herself, and sat down in a chair whose legs were set in glass tumblers. Instead of being grateful that she had not been aware of the storm, the old lady was filled with wrath when she heard of it the next morning. T declare, I should think T was boarding Che Happy and Bright Music Who that ever heard Anton Seidl or Theodore Thomas give forgets the fascination of light music? season new operas bring out some of the most tuneful, delightful —the gayest and brightest airs music lovers can wish. Angelus Owner's have all this happy music as soon as it is produced. so simply yet completely marked that after you have gone over them once or twice you can play them as well as though you had The Phrasing Lever is invaluable in catching the right swing of the waltz time dances, the solos and the choral music. An Angelus will add many and many a happy hour in your home. Each The rolls are Send for free c log and name of dealer who will show you the Angelus Purchased by Royalty and the world's greatest musicians, The Wilcox & White Company Established 1876 Meriden, Conn., U. S. A. ae “stead of living among my own folks!” she said. “Wa'n’t there one of my children nor grandchildren that thought enough of me to wake me? There I might have been struck by lightning in my sleep and never known what killed me!"—Youth’s Companion. ROM recent pro-corporation utterances of Judge James B. Dill, it scems that, no matter what his shortage may be, there may be sincerely carved upon his tomb, “He was Loyal to Every Trust."—Lonisville Times comicbooks.com