Life — July 4, 1907 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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PX AB Ht sr anderse To Perilla in Motor-Goggles a dear, I fond! Eo: Peri y You do right well those sj weal Such wondrous, sparkling jewels as your swear ectacles to eyes, That seem lik Paradise, "Twere well to ke glance Of those whose ways lic on the walks of chance sapphires flashed from » protected from the The lapidary when he would display His handicraft in full light of the day— Does he not this same cautious plan employ To screen from rude hands that might annoy ‘The jewel he hath fashioned wondrously From out the gems of Ind and K mberley ? Do not the fashioners of beauteous things, Lest some most choice possession gather wings And fly to scenes unknown, by fate rude- tossed, Or shattered past repair, forever lost, Protect them from the touch that's mean and base By placing them within a crystal case? And best of all, Perilla dear, when snow Is on the mountain-top, and vale be- low, What sweeter thing to case our chill re Is there than that rare, modest violet That, heedless of the storm that In fragrance blooms warming glass ? beneath the Aye, let them rest behind those gog- gles twain, Beyond the reach of aught to give them pain, PENS TO good LITTLE BOYS WHAT SMOKE. IN OUR NEXT WAR A BALLOON PONTOON Like jewels in the lapidary’s care; Like dainty bits of artistry so rare To merely part Or winter's violets that warm the frozen heart! John Kendrick Bangs. touch them seems the vandal's The Comedy of Conventions HAT a pilgrimage was to the medieval sinner, a convention is to the saint or sinner of to-day. Men have always mistrusted the theory of amuse- ment, and have convinced themselves without much trouble that their jaunting was for the good of their souls, or for the benefit of humanity. The gregarious- ness of the human animal prompts him to move in squadrons and to cheerfully “DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO BAD LITTLE BOYS WHO SMOKE?” UTHIN’ LIKE AS BAD AS WHAT HAP- endure the discomforts and stupidities which are the twin adjuncts of a crowd. very year the conventions grow big- ger and more varied. Doctors leave their patients to die without their impel- ling hand, while they read papers to any other doctors who can be persuaded to listen. Mothers abandon their famities in order to teach other mothers the sacred duties of maternity. | Humanitarians travel hundreds of miles to dispute with other humanitarians as to the best ways of badgering the poor. The citizens of Seattle come to enlighten the citizens of Boston, and the citizens of Boston carry their weight of wisdom to the be- nighted residents of Chicago. Eve where over the face of the country march the pioncers of progress, cheerfully im- parting what they don’t know to the world ‘There is an element of heroism in this laborious play, and in the splen- did indifference to seasons and to cli- mates which is its distinguishing fea- ture. The Elks, who have come by the thousands and the tens of thous- ands to Philadelphia in the middle of July, are braving hardships com- pared to which rough-riding was a pastime, They have a court of honor on Broad Street, and plaster-of-Paris pillars as big as Admiral Dewey's anda wealth of complimentary trans- parencies; but when we read that one delegation sleeps on a train of side-tracked Pullman cars we feel that even such tributes can come dei Pullman cars sidetracked in July carry with them a suggestion of horror from which the bravest shrink. Agnes Repplier. |