Life — January 2, 1908 — page 40: what you’re looking at

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LIFE: THE WORD “BLEND” ON A BOTTLE OF WHISKEY DOES NOT INDICATE THAT IT IS NOT A PURE WHISKEY, BUT SIMPLY MEANS THE PUTTING TOGETHER OF SEVERAL STRAIGHT WHISKIES, AND BALTIMORE RYE EXEMPLIFIES TO WHAT HICH DEGREE OF QUALITY AND TONE A_ BLENDED RYE WHISKEY MAY BE BROUGHT Bald at all frst clans cafes and by Jopbers, JAN & BON, Baltimore, Md. Shabby, unclean cards are in- excusable, they spoil the game. A new, clean, pack of Bicycle Playing Cards Makes play delightful—and the guests are glad they came. Ivory-white—thin and flexible. NS a . per pack. . It is a pleasure to play with them, ‘The new game Quinto Send 2eetamp for rules 102-page book of all card game roles. pre- pald Ie, stamps, of six flap ends of Bicycle tick boxes, U S. Playing Card Co., 814 Congress Court, Cloctnnatl, 0.8, A. No Pantiality HE workings of justice as recorded by Maj. E. Johnson in his “Track of the Crescent” we trifle erratic. An Englishman was traveling in a wild part of Hungary, and anxious to sce the in- stitutions of the country, he made an application to a town magistrate, asking to hear how justice was conducted. The magistrate, gorgeous in a magnificent Magyar costume, received him cordially, and sent for any case which might be awaiting trial. A gigantic gendarme in an immense cocked hat ushered in a prisoner, a plaintiff and a witness. The prisoner was accused of stealing the plaintiff's goose, “Well, said the magistrate to the accuser, “what have you to say?” “Please, your high mightiness, the prisoner stole my goose.” ‘The magistrate turned to the witness. “What have you to say?” “Please, your high mightincss, I saw the prisoner steal the goose.”” “Prisoner, what have you to say?” ease, your high mightiness, I did not steal the The magistrate then delivered the sentence. “TI give you a fortnight in prison,” he said to the accused, “for stealing the goose.” To the plaintiff he said, “I give you a fortnight in prison for not looking after your goose,” and turning to the wit- You shall have a fortnight in prison for not ing your own business.” Rhapsody of a Young Lawyer ERE at my roll-top desk I sit and bend me o'er a legal tome and have a pleasant sense, to wit, that I am really quite at home. ‘The peace we cannot understand has claimed my spirit more and more; I yield at last to its demand—I like the interesting law. The steady drone of city streets floats gently through my window-pane; if I look out, my vision meets the sunshine and blue sky again. I much prefer these heavy books. Hark— some one enters at my door—a lovely lady, by her looks—I like the pretty, fluffy law. “Ah, pardon me,” the lady says. “A legal question bothers me.” But all this time she does not raise her heavy veil the least degree. Imagination takes me fast through fame, romance, and fees galorc—ambition realized at last!!! I like the fragrant, juicy la She adds, “I've just got my divorce from Bill and now I want to know when can I marry Jack? Of course, you understand how these things go.”” “To-day,” sigh I. Says she, “Your fec?” “One dollar.” “Here—I'm glad I saw your sign. Good-day:” ‘Thus exit She. I like the dreary, heavy law.—Green Bag. The Blushing Bride CLERGYMAN, having performed the marriage ceremony for a couple, undertook to write out the usual certificate, but, being in doubt as to the day of the month, he asked, “This is the ninth, is it not?” “Why, parson,” said the blushing bride, “you do all my marrying, and you ought to remember that this is only the third.”"—Current Literature. 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