Life — July 18, 1907 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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-LIFE- 83 A Point of View ISS MARIE CORELLI has been reprimand- ing her erring sisters with a gond deal of se- verity in the pages of Harper's Bazar. She has had so much fault to find with them that her scold- ings have lasted for weel ¢ has stood them in comers, ith their faces to the wall, and lectured them on the fool- ishness and the naughtine of their ways. With a rod in one hand and a dunce-cap in the other, she has meted out discipline to all. pecially has Miss Corelli chidden and slapped those perverse women who want to play an open game in politics, who seek that forbidden fruit, the franchise. She s they scream, and yell, and brandish umbrellas—which is certainly very wrong; and that they are “libelous caricatures of effeminate men,” which is certainly much to be regretted. She points out to them that a vote apiece is no great thing after all; for that, as matters now stand, she has forty or fifty male voters at her beck and call, ready to do precisely as she bids them. This statement throws a lurid light on English local politics. What are our American bosses compared to this leading lady ? What are our shackles compared to this unquestioning sub- mission? What are our stupidities compared to the en- feebled intellects of those forty or fifty obedient Saxon voters? Miss Corelli’s whole view of the situation is unusual ; but then one must admit that her experience is unusual, too. ‘The clever woman,” she says, “‘sits at home, and, like a meadow spider, spreads a pretty web of rose and gold, spangled with diamond dew. Flies—or men—tumble in by scores, and she holds them all prisoners at her pleasure with a silken strand as fine as a hair. Nature gave her at birth the ‘right’ to do this; and, if she does it well, she will always have her web full.” ing; especially when one remembers that the meadow spider eats her flies, and, later on, eats her spider husband, too. It sounds like the kind of thing that Madame de Pompadour might have thought, but would have been far too clever to say. It is the novelist’s outlook upon our simple workaday world. Does it ever occur to Miss Corelli that an unpretending woman might feel herself entitled to her own vote, without having the faintest ambition to control fifty male voters; or that a woman of ordinary parts might find captive flies the Icast inspiriting of companions? Agnes Repplier. Natural AD OF BOILER PLATE FACTORY (to the manager): Why, I didn’t expect you to-day. Didn’t your wife tcler t that you were sick in bed with a nervous head- Manacer: Yes; but she’s giving a bridge party to-day, and I thought I'd be better off here. NEY they worship success who despair of it Their Favorite Quotations NDREW CARNEG Modesty in a man is never to be allowed as a good quality, but a weakness, if it suppresses his virtue and hides it from the world.—The Tatler. T. R.: Though I admire republican principles in theory, yet I am afraid the practice may be too perfect fer human nature.—Walpole. Tue Broapway Street-Car Conpuctor: Life is not so short but that there is always time for courtesy.— Emerson. Motnerk Mary Baker G. Eppy: My poor are my best patients—God pays for them.— Boerhaave. AxtHoxy Comstock: Make my breast transparent as pure crystal, that the world, jealous of me, may sce the foulest thought my heart does hold.— Buckingham Bisuop Porrer: Humility is the root, mother, nurse, foundation and bond of all virtue.—Chrysostom. Joun D.: Put not your trust in money, but put your mone: in (a) trust.—O. W. Holmes W. T. Strap: He that thinks he can never speak enough, may easily speak too much. —Quarles Tue Peertess One: Ambition is a lust that is never quenched, but grows more inflamed and madder by enjoy- ment.—Otway. Tue New York Senators: Resignation is the courage of Christian sorrow.—Vinet. GENERAL Leonard M. Woon: "Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support him after.—Shakes peare. ae Char RESTAURANT CLOSED “LAND SAKES, HEPSY! JUST SEE ALL THE DELICIOUS FLIES, AND THE PROPRIETOR GONE.” comicbooks.com