Life — December 3, 1908 — page 50: what you’re looking at

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(Continued from page 638.) The man who lost turned, walked to the door, opened it, and went out into the street. He made his way slowly across the clear space that lay between the group of houses and the foot of the mountain to where the clump of trees grew Tf that had been designated as the final destination of the man who lost. . Smoky Dick, standing in the window, watched \) | him go—watched him until his form was mingled with the distant shadows. 7 Then he stepped softly over to the down couch that lined itself against tle wall, FIFTH AVE. & 3674ST., NEW YORK next to the equally broken-down old piano, and sitting silently on its edge, he listened CAPITAL & SURPLUS $1,400,000 The night was deathly still. It was just at the . = hour in the morning when every sound has Interest Paid on Daily Balances ceased. Smoky waited for some time. He took out a DIRECTORS cigarette and, hesitating a moment, drew a mateh swiftly along the hard edge of the couch BENJAMIN ALTMAN, ROBERT WALTON GOELET, ROY A. RAINEY, Then he was rewarded. B. Altman & Co THOMAS W. LAMONT, mates OG Ws Saal aay> There was a sharp, distinct crack, a quick re JOUN J ACOB ASTOR, Vice-Pres't Bankers Trust Co, DANIEL G. REID, verberant echo—and again silence. GEO. F. BAKER, EDGAR L. MARSTON, Bock: tain’ Sree ‘Smoky. drew incdeep th ke of his Pres't First National Bank. Sis & Ga. Buabecs. DOUGLAS KOBINSON, moky drew in deep the smoke of his cigarette STEPHEN BAKER, ie s Real Estate. , for a full minute. Then he threw the butt oa Pres't Bank of the Manhattan Co, GATES W. MeGANE AM. ARCHIBALD D. RUSSELL, the floor, pulled off his boots, laid them lightly Go. 4 Case, ce Pat Natta or ABODE, . by the side of the couch, stretched himself at full THOMAS COCHEAN, Jr Pres't Mutual Life Ins, Co. length and reaching over and robbing the oxo-w PERKINS: piano of its tattered green cover, pulled it over J.P. Morgan & Co., Bankers. GuAgiES L SIPPAR him, and slept like a baby. SS swe WILLIAM H. PORTER, Vice-Pres't Tiffany & Co. MLPA DAVISON, Pres't Chemical Nat'l Bank. ALBERT 3H. WIGGEN, When he awoke the sun was up. Striker, the Sole L DOWNER. SEWARD PROSSER, Vice-Pres't Vice-Pres't Chase Nat'l Bank. owner, had come down, and recognizing his guest, Bullding Construction. had gone about his duties regardless of his pres. ence. In Crescotte, the morning after a dance, OFFICERS everybody was a privileged character. Smoky snored until a slanting ray struck him full in the face. Then his eyes slowly opened, blinking. He sprang up. Striker gently put back the piano cover. That instrument to him was dearer than life itself, and this action on his part was a | delicate intimation that his feelings had been shurt. It was as much as he cared to do, how- The Best Work of the ever A combey—the marniog:sfter—is cotta . ways the pleasantest animal. Best Artists | “What time is it? ? asked Smoky As if to answer him there was the distant shriek of a locomotive. “There goes the Eastern express,”” said Striker. “Due here at $215, and it’s nearly three-quarters of an hour late. Smoky pulled on his boots. “Give me some high, low, jack,’” he said. P Striker drew forth a bottle and a glass. Smoky Lifes poured out three fingers, gulped it silently, threw the money on the bar and started out. He had Calendar real, human business in sight. He was yoing to claim what was coming to him. He walked rapidly over to the saloon across the way. The girl’s brother sat in front—his bare feet in the sun. “Liz inside?" Nop."" “Where is she? ? “Gone.”” CONVERSE, President SEWARD PROSSER, Vice Pres GEO. W. PANCOAST, Cashier. $5, VicePres, THOMAS COCHRAN, dr., VicePres, HOWARD HOOCOCK, Asst Sec. “Gone? "* “Yep. I seen her.”* “Who with?" “Sunset Pete. He told me to giye you this.” the artistic equal of its predecessors. And in the full light of broad day, Smo'y reads LIFE’S CALENDAR for 1909 consists of 12 heavy sheets, 15% by 12%, his verdict. and a cover in colors, tied with silk cord, and handsomely boxed. $ The Lest illustrative artists in the world draw tegularly for LIFE. They supply the material for LIFE'S Calendar, The issue for 1909 is fully “ Liz and me has gone East ter git hitched. I want you ter understand that I'd done the trick O. K. on myself if you'd been on the square But Liz seen through you long ago, and I could see myself with half an eye that was a inarked deck. Tal Ta! Sunset Pere.” Price Two Dollars, carriage prepaid LIFE PUBLISHING COMPANY, 17 West Sist Street, New York