Life — October 15, 1908 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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ALL THE WAY _ On the trail— Canyons Arizona if / ! The Grand Canyon of Arizona is the most stupendous, most awful, most mysteri- ous, most beautiful, most gigantic, mostalluring scene in all the world —and yet a child may enjoy it. Imagine a gash in the earth’s crust, six thousand feet deep, eleven times as wide, with a river like the Mississippi at the bottom, the space from rim to rim partly filled by huge peaks, eroded in fantastic shapes—all coloredlike a rainbow. And on the rim a dense pine forest, the air pure and bracing. And in the Coconino forest, near the orge’s brink, a quarter-of-a-million dollar otel, as ‘‘comfy”’ as a country club. You can get there in about two days from Chicago, three days from New York and one day from Los Angeles, on the luxurious California Limited en route to or from winterless California on the Santa Fe. This train carries a Pullman for the Canyon, and has ‘new equipment this season, Won't you write to me to-day for our two illustrated Canyon booklets—‘*Titan of Chasms’’ and ‘'El Tovar?’ They give full details. You will be surprised to learn how easily the journey can be made and for how little expense, W. J. Black. Pass. enralie Mgr., ALT. & SF. Ry. System. ISN. Railway Exchange, Chicago. HARTSHORN SHADE ROLLERS Bear the script name of Stewart ‘Hartshorn on label. Get * Improved,” no tacks required. Wood Rollers Tia Rollers THE ANT AND THE SLUGGARD Rewritten for the Times Consider the life of the sluggard, O ant! Why ruin your lungs with that torturing Why climb with your burden those wearis While the sluggard at ease so restfully sh He drifts without care on a river of dreams, While the sweat from your forehead is running in streams; And when lean from your labor your hoardings yox crunch, He'll feed, fresh and fat, at the charity lunch ‘Twixt cradle and grave but brief is your race If you gallop through life at this strenuous pace; To your ruinous folly pray open your eyes: Consider the sluggard, O ant, and be wise! —Lippincott's HOW TO TREAT A CHAPERON ‘The custom of supporting a chaperon in comfort and even luxury in the incipient stages of love . while expen need not be considered in the light of a hopeless undertaking. Many parents think a chaperon may be dispensed with; others, that they are absolutely ne Sometimes the young man likes to have a ch along. With some girls it is a great deal safer. If the chaperon is young and handsome and ory slightly married herself, she may be a great addition In case the girl goes back on you at a critical moment you can fall back on the chaperon, Chaperons of this description betray a world of sympathy during these periods. If she is old and inevitable, do not ignore her to much. Remember that chaperons have feelings Feo! her up well and if possible give her a mild knockost drop carly in the evening. Occasionally a chaperon will happen who has a New England conscience. A New England conscience, by the way, is the kind that never enjoys itself unless every one else is miserable. Just as you get a firm hold on the girl and begin to kiss her like a rapid-fire machine gun, the chaperon will begin to push icebergs on your starboard bow and the lovely Aurora Bo: you have been looking at will get frapped. In th emergency devote yourself for a few moments to the chaperon herself, Kiss her, remembering that the only way you can achieve liberty is by risking death. She will either faint away or subside. If she by any possibility offers to tell the girl's parents on you, insist upon her doing this at once, not ‘ing the details. While she is doing this you arrangements, including the rope ght, the sixcylinder runabout, th tices, and the indignant father's final forgiveness— Lippincott’s. make your final WHO'S LONELY? One day last fafl, on the loneliest coast on Cape Cod Bay, the writer ran across an old man y by himsélf in a little shack hardly large eno chicken coop. He was carefully sewing on smoking a corn-cob pipe. One would think, at the situation, that a month of such solitude land a man in a madhouse. 177 Broadway Above Cortlandt. “Don't you get awfully lonesome here, Ui “Calox proves on trial that it) Neg?” 1 asked. is a dentifrice that both cleanses “Who, me?” he replied, cheerfully. "Well, I Belo: . i 1]| should say not. No, sir-ree.” wv ath St and whitens the teeth, and will) *s! Why, Uncle Ned, what on earth do you do 0 723 Sixth Avenue therefore preserve and beautify | ou busy? them.” “Who, me? Why, let me see "—musingly—" some Below 42d St. ALL DRUGGISTS 25 € G } CENTS times I sets and thinks, and sometimes I jes’ sets!” AUTO and WARDROBE TRUNKS!) stexxesson %itobbian ‘31-07 Fultow Streets —P. V. Bunn, in Success.