Life — August 27, 1908 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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218 An Old Friend Recalling HE Prince of Wales wore a pearl- colored top hat at Quebec, Such 8 were prevalent in summer in this Republic about thirty years ago. They gratify many Jawful human cravings the haters like to sell them because they are expensive, and young men, espe- cially college undergraduates, find in them a welcome expression of that joy ousness of spirit which is the lawful property of youth. It is a wonder that hats that contrib- te so acceptably to the decoration of life and the demonstration of joy have ever been allowed to drop out of use. Have American men grown so ma- terial-minded that the vogue of these tiles cannot return? Let us hope not. They are so uscless, so joyous, so sym- bolical of leisure, irresponsibility, and epicurean ideals that we would weleome a recurrence of their loosening influence upon our too insistently gainful Ameri- in life Come back— home again—oh, Pearl Top H. need you in our pleasures! The Prince of Wales looks very pleasing in his. There must be a hundred thousand American heads that ought to lose themselves next spring in the same fashion. About six thousand of those hats would greatly adorn the colfege hoat races next June, and would smash effectively in the moments of un- restrainable fervor. Prolixity HIS is a prolix Witness. all the campaign documents. Also the increasing length of some of our best sellers. From England comes the criticism that we haven't such good orators as they have over there. Certainly not. But we can talk longer and louder. We are a people of large ideas. Quantity counts Brevity, on the other hand, is the soul of almost everything, except American oratory and politics It wasn't always so. Lincoln's letter of acceptance in 1860 took up three inches of space. Taft's is measured by the acre. It reminds us of the story of the young reporter out West. who tele- graphed on to his editor that there had been a bad steamboat accident, and he would send on 3.000 words about it He received the following reply : See if you can't boil your story. Creation of the world was done in 600 words.”” cr Oh = LiFe’s Wall Street Column ANACONDA’S UP A BAD BANK STATEMENT SHORT COVERING “ Them Angels” HEM angels that ive seen at times With smuth and luvly Wings So whit so pure so perly like Aint quit such plesent thing Ive notised them on granit slabs Ive seen em az tha fly I never saw one crak a smile 1 wonder if tha tri? Upon the windos in a church Ive watched em bi the our Their wings is folded maybee tha Are full of hevenly power ‘Tha always hav thare halos on Tha never tak em off I wander what wud happen if One ever trid to kough omehow thos angels seem to mee To bee wel i dont kno Too good for eny erthly use I gess tha’r kinder slo Uv course tha hev to bee that wa Fen dubs! tha aint to touch! But as for mee, i aint so stuk On livin with em, much ! Beware ! “WANTED—By ant firm, a come cial agent: good arrogant and. uw serupulous."—A Viennese Newspaper S RAWS show how the wind blows And if shady business methods ob: tain abroad, it won't be long till they attempt to get in with us. We cannot be too vigilantly on our guard against in fection of that character, especially in view of the comminution to which the ew England conscience has heen sub- jected in order to make serve 80,000,000 of freemen Put Him Wise IRST PORTER: Gee! Dat + gib me a large tip Srcoxp Porter: Yep. An’ yo done gib yo'self away by thanking him and smilin’. “Why, ain't dat all right? “No sah! If yo had acted nachul, he'd felt obligated to do it nes See?’ TEACHER, after patiently defin words in a spelling lesson, gave the word “ gruesome’? from among them, to be put into a sentence; with this result from the brightest little git! in the class: “I cannot wear my last summer's dresses, because I grew some. comicbooks.com