Life — November 16, 1905 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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the Wheels that Turn on the best appointed fashionable drives in the world you will find none bearing smarter-looking tumn- outs than those which are equipped with Kelly-Springfield Tires ‘These tires have won their way on sheer merit —the best rubber composition that can be made in connection with the most perfect scientific work- manship. ‘They are used exclusively by the carriage builders who have made themselves famous through- out the country. Ask for the booklet, «* Rubber Tired,’? which has facts for every carriage owner. Consolidated Rubber Tire Company 39 Pine Street, New York Akron, Ohio On the links, it gives zip to the drive wa “THE BEST IN THE HOUSE”’ Garrick Club Rye Whiskey Alfred E. Norris & Co., Proprietors, Philadelphia The Celestial Population. EFORE the gates of pearl and gold A Pilgrim, weary, bent and old, Arrived at last, and entrance claimed— His kindly deeds and virtues named, The good Saint Peter heard and smiled ; He opened wide the gates, and piled The Pilgrim down with crowns and things, And rushed an order up for wings. The Pilgrim saw with joyful eye The throngs of angels floating by ; He heard the music, breathed the air, Felt light and motion everywhere, But as he looked and donned his clothes Of shining white, he noted those Who sang were men, all passing fair— ‘There were no lady angels there, He paused, his crowa and wings let go; He sought Saint Peter high and low— And as he walked the city through, He met no ladies—old or new. ‘The horror of his plight at length Exhausted quite that Pilgrim's strength— To reach through toil the city fair And find no lady angels there t He dragged him to the shining gate— He would not stay, he dare not wait; His right to Heaven let him forswear Were there no lady angels there ! They passed him forth to outer gloom— He gladly sought that lower room Where scents of brimstone taint the air To look for lady angels there. —New York Sun. Robin’s Nest on a Car Truck. ARIOUS instances have been related of the odd places which birds choose in which to build their nests, but, according to the men on a train which runs between th city and Blackstone, a robin that has ma home on their train carries off the palm. The train in question pulls into Blackstone at 1.30 P. M. one day and pulls out on the followi day. Recently it was discovered by one of train hands that a robin had started to b its nest on one of the trucks. Naturally supposed that when the train started out next day, the building operations would to an end, and the matter was temporar forgotten. Their surprise was great when a day or two later they noticed that the bird had finished the nest, and from that time the spot was watched with interest. On Friday when the train pulled into the yard at Black- stone a small blue egg was discovered in the nest, and the other morning another egg was jfound there. The trainmen are greatly in- terested in their unusual passenger, and watch carefully lest any prowling tabby should snatch the bird during the several hours lay- off.—Providence Journal, ISS PRIM: My, wasn’t it hot yesterday? I didn’t seem able to dress coolly at all. Miss Sti: You—er—mean it was simply too warm for anything, don’t you?—Philadel- phia Press.