Life — February 7, 1907 — page 38: what you’re looking at

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! 1 What a silence ensued! What a running hither and yon of startled eyes, like pool-balls after the break! As for me, I found my hands clenched to do mayhem. I saw red, i & "a 4 white and blue, I understood for once what holy impulse a Nihilist ' tr Ong omt feels when he heaves a bomb Czarward for his dear country’s sake. J But, before I could stake my blood-thirst, the Queen had begun an ex- j . at planation. No one had found breath enough to ask it of her. But that ? n er 10 was unnecessary. And now as she rattled on a slow reaction came | 1 , , over my feelings, like the gradual turn of a tide. She was so frankly 1 * b unashamed of her crudity, so calm in her simple, plain vulgarity, so free 4 Jur Nis Ing of any feeling of apology, that she began to take on something of the Al F : dignity of a mountain, the level simplicity of a prairie, the honesty of a ' ady was being waited broad river that flows serenely through whatsoever channels its fate has on by a mercerized furni- mapped. ; ae sarcomere F bo aah fe “You see, it was this way,” said the Queen, “before Jim found that chairs,”’ said the lady asphalt lake, him and I were as poor as Job's turkey. After he'd tried i ‘ * . everything else and lost everything he didn’t have, he got the gold-fever i ’ “I don't know that party Tallowed that he was plumb crazy, but I never liked to cross Jim when he | ‘ ma'am, I've only been in had his heart set on anything, so when he struck for the West I toddled i New York a short time. along. ® RY 1 Showing period- “We went from camp to camp. Jim used to keep his ear to the ] ‘ furniture needs a ground, and whenever he heard of a place where gold was discovered , cultured student we hit the trail for that place. But we always got there just a mite too and connoisseur late. Either everything was staked or there wan’t anything worth { who has studied it staking. Finally, we got to prospectin’ for ourselves. Seemed like Jim ] ‘ allabroad right from went over every foot of ground in the West with a microscope, and run j 1 the original pieces —our staff are all such men. Choice of colour for the chair seats requires the greatest care and should balance the time-tones of the wood and have the same sentiment of age and mellowness. The wall-covering must be such that these things shall all nestle to lovingly. “Goodness gracious! the service must cost every grain of sand through his sluice-pan. I used to stay to home and cook the vittles—mostly canned pork and beans. I can taste ’em yet f on a still night. I “One day Jim says to me, ‘What we need to do,’ he says, ‘is to get . away from competition, get rid of other folk: Well, we did. We got i forty miles from nowhere and nobody. My lands, but that was solitood! 1 t 1 1 t a Grand Monarch Arm Chair— Period Louis XIV In the daytime it was lonesomer than it was at night, because in the time you could see just how lonesome it was. Look for miles ev not see man or beast or plant—except a little sage-brush. And ! why the place was so ugly it looked like it had been turned seamy-side out. Jim used to say, ‘God must have struck when it come to finishin’ off that job.’ ‘ “But Jim and me stuck to it. Jim spent all day every da a lot.” We make no charge for such service or and holidays included, climbin’ up and down them ra : t for suggestions, colour schemes and samples night_he 'd come home, all tuckered out, with knees and fingernails I for a room or house. bleedin’, and heart, too. And every night he’d shake his head and say, k Moreover, you are under no obligation to “Fisherman s luck, Molly. s purchase, a3 we care to sell only on merit. If Evenings we hadn't much to do; nobody to call on, nobody to cal . you are furnishing 4 room.or a house in, fall on us; no church, no prayer-mectin’s, no sociables, no funerals, no : or in part send on a rough plan and we will nothing. We'd set round and talk and look at the sunset, and when that Fe forward you some beau- was over we ‘d go in and look at the fire. Jim used to see the most | r tiful colour schemes, beautiful veins of gold in the fire, but that was the only place he could 1 samples and pictures of find ’em, 4 the period furniture in “Twas always a terrible chatterbox, but I soon run out of subjects, ( which youare interested, and I used to set still and mope, too. Jim never was much of a talker, together with some in- but he was a genius at smokin’, That was the only extravagance you I teresting pedigree on the ever had, eh, Jim?” | . a subject. Jim looked frightened at this sudden reference, and nodded his head b; if ‘We shall take pleasure weakly, while a timid smile just touched his lips and vanished. ‘The , + . . Queen went on: in. calling, gnywaere, 2 “Somehow we never got so poor that Jim didn’t keep cigars—only é submitting suggestions now that we've got over bein’ poor, and Jim can afford to smoke im- rr ig porteds a foot long in gold-foil, now, of course, the doctors won’t let ¢ _We respectfully in- him smoke at all. It’s hard luck, eh, Jim?” I vite you to visit our gal- Jim looked like Tantalus in evening dress. But the Queen was o leries. wending her way. \ Write for booklets and Feather Side Chair— “When we left civilization and struck for the hills, we naturally ti literature. Beri Hepplewsite traveled light, seeing we carried everything on horseback. But Jim a would tote a big supply of cigars and they were a powerful comfort to 1 VERBECK, WHYBROW & CROSSLEY CO., Inc., him. When he conte back of eveni gs, he'd set there and puff and pull, r Period Furnishing—French, Renaissance, Colonial, and look so contented I used to wonder what under the canopy it was a Mauser Bldg., 298 Filth Ave., New York. that made a man enjoy keeping a bonfire of dead leaves going in his * n Entrance on Thirty-first Street. ead. k “But Jim took a powerful sight of coziness out of those dead weeds of his. Every now and again, though, he'd break out with a ‘Dog-on’ it! tl Nee Me eee Molly, a cigar ain’t a cigar when a fellow smokes by himself. I can git comicbooks.com