Life — February 25, 1909 — page 27: what you’re looking at

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+ struck otion a instein’s together since with no ny heart iloquies. 1m feet and me on a Mirza’s Vision on ‘Change Continued from pase 279 st thine eyes Eastward,” said he, “and ¢ what thou scest.” ec,” said I, “a huge arena, a regular of Decision,’ with bulls and bears fight- ing with mad tenacity inside it.” “That is the Cashmere Vale of Misery, where ‘lemon’ chasers are cleaned out; not the wintry wind is tempered to the shorn Then, too, thou seest a ticker that measureth off the day. It starteth with the brokers’ daily struggle; it recordeth their deeds, both good and bad, at 26 Broadway, and ceaseth “What is that bridge I see yonder in the mist?” asked I of the Genius. The bridge thou scest,” said he, “is where the lambs, born every minute, do congregate. If you watch closely you will see multitudes of nk-rolls passing over the ‘ Bridge of Specu- If You Like to Hunt, Fish or Camp You will enjoy the National Sportsman Every month the National Sportsmat contains 160 pages or more, crammed from cover to cover with photos from life, stories of bunting. fishing. camping and tramping which will thrill and interest you. This monthly visitor will lure you pleasantly away from the Mopotonous grind of your work to the health: sphere of the woods and fiekts. Single copies t yearly subscription $1.00. Special Trial Offer Send us 25 cents. stamps or coin, and we will send you the Na- tional Sportsman for three months, ako ‘one of our hi y bur- nished Ormolu Gold Watch Fobs (regular price 50c) as here shown, with russet Jeather strap and gold plated buckle. Can you beat this? ~ 0c) All yours 3 Copies National Sportsman at Lie _ \ for Sent today. Total, %e 2Se NATIONAL SPORTSMAN, Inc., 98 Federal St., Boston lation’ in eager pursuit of bubbles. It is known in poctry as the * Bridge of Sighs.” T saw several lambs dropping through the bridge into the tide that flowed underneath it, and, on f er examination, perceived that there were innumerable trap-doors, labelled son Hot-Air Brake, Tips on Steal Com- mon. Tips on Sure Things.” which the lambs No soomer trod upon, when chased by the bears, they fell through and disappeared rtured in life and swallowed up in finan vath,” said Genius, with compassion, see- eyes standing full of t salt of lemon imports, gold exports, at. mon washed sales, milking, i tips to young men by John D., that in- most celebrated watering place in 1—Wall Street. the Good Genius, seeing I was filled | HUNTER WHISKEY HAS GAINED PUBLIC FAVOR BE- CAUSE IT IS A PERFECTLY PURE RYE WHISKEY, RICH, RARE AND MELLOW Sotd at all fre-class cafes and by jobiers WA. LANAHAN & SUN. H with a deep melancholy, directed my Quiller- like optics to the “pit” again. Through the mist this time I beheld brokers clad in glorious habits passing to and fro among trees, upon which grew highballs and splits in luxurious profusion, while others were lying down amidst 10,090 electric fans, quite (H.) Content, on beds of easy money and lamb's wool, ing “In God We Trust.” A confused harmony of singing bees which did not sting, tickers, iced drinks and inside- information-music, greeted my ears. I gazed with inexpressible pleasure on the innocent scene, and gladness grew within me. T cried out for the “Wings of the Morning” that I might join the Celestial throng There is no passage to such Monte Carlo happiness.” said the Noble Genius, “except thou cough up 70.009 plunks and become a broker thyself.” T turned to thank my benefactor for the tip. He had vanished. The ticker had run down, and I was alone. JW. B. Nothing Lacking A Highland minister, who was rather a pom- pous gentleman, came to a shepherd's house to baptize a child “Are you prepared?"’ he asked the fond ‘The intrepid explorer inadvertently laughed Parent The intrepid caplorer. adrenentiy lavahed. “Ou ay) tuuiniitalery T have gota grand bam And being unable to thaw out his {3ce, for tea." He barha'd) all thesway bome. “[ mean: spiritually prepared,’ thundered the cleric "AT coorse Iam: oh, yes. T got twa bottles 0” first-class whiskey from the inn,”’ replied the perturabie Celt.—Tit-Bits Probable Difference Wire: Is there any difference between a fort and a fortress? Huspaxp: Not much, except. of course, that a fortress must be harder to silence !—Lippincott’s From a Massachusetts Friend To tue Eptror oF Lire A sure proof that Lire is fi hown by the ‘srelresh- fact that t boys in the reading room of our achieve ary ar allowed the privilege of reading it-on ntof the I ¢ 10 follow and b the quiet + The above was clipp m the news items of a local paper and refers to the small library of a near-by vi THE WILLIAMS PRINTING COMPANY comicbooks.com