Life — February 25, 1909 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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ny early for so! ns were was agi ‘LIFE: \PHILIP MORRIS CIGARETTES All good people like them. } ly all good peo- ear- ple smoke them Little Brown’ Boxes | | | AMBASSADOR | after-dinner size CAMBRIDGE the retelar size Sparks From Old Anvils Continund from page 208. inscription in the window testified, there was a large assortment within, which the shopkeeper pledged himself to dispose of to his countrymen generally the reduced rate of one and six pence each Dickens—Pickwick Papers. The Five Positions of the Chechia Joyful would 1b ur readers, if I were artist, in order to set under your eyes us positions taken by Tartarin's red cap in the three days’ passage it made on board Zouave, between France and Algeria. vould [ show you it at the steam deck, arrogant and heroic as it 1 glory round that handsome’ Next would I show you it at the harbor’s bark began to caper upon the waves: | would depict it fot you all of a quake tonishinent, and as though already expe- encing the preliminary qualms of sea-sickness. Then, in the Gulf of the Lion, proportionably to the nearing of the open sea, where the white caps heaved harder, I would make you behold it wrestling with the tempest, and standing on end upon the hero's cranium, with its mighty mane “ Hue wool ing out in the spray and rere Position Fourth: At six in the afternoon, with the Corsican coast in view; the unfortunate cchia hangs over the ship's side, and lament- ably stares down as though to plumb the depths of the ocean, Finally and lastly, the Fifth Posi- Von: At the back of a narrow state-room, in a box ted so small it seemed one drawer in a nest of ther hing shapeless rolled on the pillow with moans of desolation, This was the fez the fez so defiant at the sailing, now reduced 10 the vulear condition of a nighteap, and pulled down over the very ears of the head of a pallid and convulsed sufferer enly overcome by the nausea, the helpless victim had not even the power to undo the Al- ferian girdle-cloth, or lay aside his armor; the lumpy-handled hunting-knife pounded his ribs, leather revolver-case chafed his thigh: " ‘im arose the taunts of Sancho-Tar- farin, who never ceased to groan and curse: . ny d brisi som THREE BRIDGE RUBBERS The Best Score Pad Made. Twenty-five Cents Each at Ail Dealers. “Well, for the perfection of idiocy, you are the finest specimen! I told you how it would be! Hatha! You were hound to go to Africa, were you? Well, old fool, now that you are going to Africa, how do you like it? ’—From Daudet's “ Tartarin of Tarascon.” Angling And let me tell you, this kind of fishing with a dead-rod, and laying night-hooks, are like put- ting money to use; for they both work for the owner when they do nothing but sleep, or eat, or rejoice; as you know we have done this last hour, and sat as quietly and as free from cares under this sycamore, as Virgil's Tityrus and his Melibecous did under their broad beech-tree. No life, my honest Scholar, no life so happy and so pleasant as the life of a well-governed Angler; for, when the lawyer is swallowed up with busi- ness, and the statesman is preventing or con- The Pilot: WMAT MAKES MER GO SO SLOW? The Engineer: we're vassinc THROUGH THE MILKY WAY AND THE PROPELLERS FULL OF BUTTER! JAMESON WHISKEY For Sale Everywhere. W. A. TAYLOR & CO., Sole Agents, New York. The ideal of what a de- lightful drink should be— A Club Cocktail is the cocktail of the connois- seur because it is measure mixed to exact proportion. CLUB COCKTAILS never vary. They're always uniform, i] always right. \. } Martini (gin base) and Manhattan (whisky base) are the most popular. Get a bottle from your dealer. HBUBLEIN & BRO. ARTFORD. G.F New Yerk Lendos bie FE triving plots, then we sit on cowslip banks, hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silent silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us. Indeed, my good Scholar, we may say of Angling, as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries: “ Doubtless God id have made a better berry, but doubtless dd never did '*; and, so, if I might be judge, “God never did make a more calm, quiet, inno- cent recreation than Angling." Izaak Walton—Complete Words, Words, Words Why, Lord Michin Malicho, Lord Facing-both- s, and two or three other arch-quacks, have taken to merry-andrewizing in a new arena, which they call the Science of Pantopragmatics, and they have bitten Lord Curryfin into tumbling with them; but the mania will subside when the weather grows cool; and no doubt we shall still have him at Thorn Back Bay teaching the Fish- ermen how to know a herring from a halibut But, pray, doctor, what is this new science? Why, that, Miss Gryll, I cannot well make out I have asked several professors of the science, and have got nothing in return but some fine varieties of rigmarole, of which I make cither head or tail. It seems to be a real art of talking about an imaginary art of teach’ every man his own business thing practical comes of it, and, indeed, so much the better. It will be at least harmless, as long as it is like Hamlet's reading, “words, words, words."’ Like most other science, it resolves itself into lectur- ing, lecturing, lecturing, about all sorts of mat- ters, relevant and irrelevant: one enormous bore ing about jurisprudence, another about statis- another about education, and so forth; the crambe repetita of the same rubbish, which has already been served up “twics hot and twies cold,"” at as many other associations nick-named scientific Thomas Love Peacock—Gryll Grange. ~—S Angler. can Too Late Now Motuxr: I hope you are nice to that young man who has been calling, dear. Dav ter: I don't have to be now, mamma, for he's in love with me.—Democratic Telegram. comicbooks.com