Life — July 2, 1908 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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Comreht 1008 be Lit Phtehag Oxmpany eA Calg ely ad Down, down, he went—but her fury was spent; Down, down, and her face grew bright, In an instant’s crash he was gone like a flash— He was gone and forgotten quite. ‘Then the next one ran and he jumped the span And was grabbed by that maiden sl And snuggled and kissed until with a twist He got what was coming to him. * 8 « While beyond, on the edge of a distant ledge, “Say, pa, what is that game?” Asked Little Boy Blue—as the mob still grew; Said his pa, “They are courting Fame!” Hard RIGGS: They say the French are de- teriorating. Griccs: I know it. The last time I was over in France I couldn't even make them understand their own language. HER WINDOW Sorrow Visits a Bank E. BEG to offer an expression of sym- pathy to the Bank, of York (capital $3,000,000; surplus, $5,000,000) in the loss of a teller of its Street Branch, who lately had to shoot him- self preliminary to filing a written admission that in the last five years he had appropri- ated $0,068.72 of the bank’s money, The money loss to the bank will be covered by the deceased person's bond, but the facts that the teller had been twenty years in the bank's employ, received a salary of $1,500, and had a wife and two children, and that his thefts began five years ago, when his old- est child was born, must make this death particularly grievous for the bank to bear. It has been suggested in connection with it that banks don’t pay their older clerks as much as they should, but the president of one of the big banks has explained that “in order to pay the dividends that they do, and add cach year a sufficient contribution to surplus account, the banks have to keep their clerical forces within rather narrow pay limits.” ‘The deceased teller was thirty-seven years old. His tragic and pathetic end consti- tutes one of the strongest arguments for celibacy, or race suicide, for bank clerks that the newspapers have lately yielded. It is suggested that New York banks should either pay married men’s wages to their older employees—even though divi- dends and surpluses suffer—or else insist on celibacy among their clerks. High Time ‘ONE too soon, if the truth be told, are we discovering the untoward effect upon our boys of having mostly women teachers in the public schools. Women are all right in their place (place aux dames), but it isa parlous thing to leave the education of masculinity to creatures who as likely find no fun in the wanton slaughte mals and deem warlike bluster unheroic} who go in for gloss, forgetful of the danger of its striking so far in as to jeopard the in- tegrity, nay, the very existence, of the essen- tial savage; who secretly, perhaps, mistrust the idcal of manhood which Authority has definitely chosen for us. By all means, we should look to it. R.B. comicbooks:com