Life — November 9, 1905 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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LESE MavesTEe. He entered a Tittle unsteadily, blowing nds. It was late. “Frosty,” he said, “Frosty, unseas'ble Glass of ale, with some red pepper in it. Must P. He drank the ale. He waved his hand tows NO FREE BARKS 104 Thon they put the new insect in a box and arge picture of President Roosevelt knocke the great mar “We found this in the fields.” they cried, with eager voices. “Do tell us “Who is that man?" he said. “You know who it is," the bartender answ: testil thwest,” said a wellknown knock-about ta a Twenty-thied street chop house: the what it can be." Darwin looked at the strange com “we wer tle sh: ploodhounds d and then at the boys’ innocent faces. “Did it ee oe a Title Shy 28 Die . GREW NOU GAUAREHD™ he aaleed,, "OW, yea, aie? AWho is it?" he repeated, with a stately, « Id Dutchman with a megaphone voic self in the wit md start up a loud AN worked ummed like anything.” "7! ropher, y answered, quickly, on 4 nother, “Oh, forget it,” s1 bartender king when ‘Liza’ started across the ice 2 hur tNbiher alice Gt ale. ant smote Yell smoothly for many days, the oldman putting op ar fied ee excellent imitation ef a canine bark that footed the Fa 4 nder, is zat_ man Roosevelt?” re," said the bartender re imagine the most ferocious bloodhound in the South “Bartender, what you want Roosevelt's picture was about your the fleeing ‘ei’ cakes. = “Tecause he's great. He's a great ma “One day, however, our manager held back Beceuse Ree aceats a human tarker’s pay, and that night something hay That's all there is to him.” Pee res sal tet or on ihe Leesan ero he The young bartender flushed. Me sto Tom’ good-by and rushes out on the ice to cross river. This is the juncture in which the bloodhounds are supposed to arouse the dead with their dismal the bungstarter. Then he changed his mind. “Have another ale?” he said re,” said the visitant. baying; but ste : ‘ ! : f $ < And at we bartender’s expense drank three stage manager was in a frenzy. Re back of the sles, arid’ they Aniahed hie. Sle ehh dev or scenes he hunted up the old Dutchman and ¢ anded. the Nair Tis’énores Aled thE rose: to know why he was . rag The bartender stood at the door till a polic« “Out wabbled Hany to th Hts, and, bow appeared. Me handed the policeman a cigar and said boris eee yar nas te : \| k, E have a man in here 1 want you to arrest “Ladies and Shentlemans— peing a dog ven I vas baid for ut; bat T vor a dog for ila suddings. Eider I ged raid yet or dere vil be no } \ woraing barking by Hans sarten to-night.” “And the old man got more applause m the gallery than ‘Uncle Tom,’ ‘Liza’ and * Eva’ combined.” —New York Glebe Very disorderly. I'M appear against him in the nas the yatrol wagon dashed off with touching burden, the bartender, watching it from the door, nured: "The President is av St Louis Globe-Democrat \ rxomisest politician has a wife whe HIS FEELINGS WERE HURT model of domestic carefulness. She has a talent for A TRIPLE HORROR making bread, and takes great pride in having loaves turn out well swan iGucet ‘WoW ibis YER peuct One evening she had set the bateh of doug Noviheea Ejlee son; GOObHGSS' JWHEAIRMA WOMAN iP rise in the kitchen and was reading in the par when her six-year-old boy came running to her, ers orderly but rapid progress of the wlcevatacie Mama, mama, there's a mouse jumped into your to the ground rather suddenly. cl : __ Secad peat leaned from the second story scaf 1 gat Are you burt, Pat?" t finished breakfast, and the wom: An Irishman was at work on a hoisting machine that carried hods of bricks to the top of a building and brought them down empty. Happening to get Sunset Sims’ 0 VER JESS HAD THREE JOUS OFFERED VRE caught, he was carried to the top floor, and in the Sie SHOULD six IST, A MUSH, AND A BURGELAK ALL good woman sprang from her scat. “Did you take him out?" she ked, frantically “You go to the divvle!” shouted Pat, “I passed h about to start down town, wh ate 1 sé nas . a q you twicet and ye niver spoke to me."—Saturday her husband arose from the table, placed his a te, DUE ELGONe suey OA RORGs, * Uatew toe oi v ta y 1 ‘ n, and she’s digging after him to beat the band srount her neck and kissed her. Now York Times “Dearest,” he murmured, softly, “I love Soxte of Darwin's boy friends once plotted a sur more than words can tell Moritee: Benny says you slapped him and threw prise for the naturalist. They slew a centipede, glued dh, you do, ch?" suspicion him out of the nursery. on it a beetle’s head, and also added to its body the “What is it now—a new silk 2 pair of tr Rextin: Well, I'm building a peace palace wings of a butterfly and the long legs of a grass. Chicago Ne he kept buttin’ in.—San Francisco News Letter Lire is published every Thursday, $3.00 a year ia Ns contribution cwill be returned wntess accompanied by stamped and a foreign countries in the Postal Union, $1.04 a year extra. $ stressed envelop es - 1U cents. Back numbers, after three months from date of _ Lira is for sale by all Newsdealers in Great Britain. ‘The International News Company, Bream’s Building, C Lane, London, E. C., England, AcesTs. Prompt notification should be sent by subscribers of any change of address The illustrations in Live are copyrighted, and are not to be reproduced. 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