Life — September 9, 1909 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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LIPE Est McClure and the British Empire . REMENDOUS disclosures of thought continue to be made from week to week by the various lecturers who expose the secrets of their minds at Chautauqua. The latest notable crash of thought is contributed by our neighbor, Editor Sam McClure, who recently declared thai the American Revolution was a great mistake; that the North American colonies and their British mother ought to have stayed together, and that if they had, the capitol of the British npire would certainly by this time have crossed the seas, and come to this land, where Mr. McClure considers that it belongs. Mean while he would rectify the great mistake, as far as pos- sible, by taking over the British Empire just as soon as opportunity offers, and she wants to be taken; and that, he thinks, will be very soon, indeed. That is a good, lively idea, highly charged with fellowship and benevolence, and worthy of the editor of a great popular magazine. We admire it, but with he have developed well on their own hook, and our folks have had .a lot of fun these hundred years past going their own gait and working out their own perversities. We guess it has been a good deal better as it was, As for the future, we do not apprehend that the British Empire is going on the rocks immediately. But if she should get into the perilous straits that some of her forecasters anticipate with such strenuosity of fulmination, the attitude of the public mind in these parts toward her predicament would be one of the most interesting things to watch that was ever scen outside of a circus, A lot of strong emotions would nd here, and only a seventh son could say what would of it He Restricted Himself APES: But, if you can not pay me, your tailor, why don’t you restrict yourself in your expenditures? Bounoer: Oh, I am doing that very thing, my dear fel- low. I haven't paid any bills for more than a year. Superstition rushes in where knowledge fears to tread. a 6¥8 408M Se “TRYING ON MIS NEW TROUSERS’ ‘EBON 50 T FLOATS’ Better Looking Money for Us CRETARY McVeagh’s proposal that we should have bet- ter looking and more convenient money is altogether worthy of support. The money of France pleases him the best. The French paper money scems to him to advertis the French to their profit as a highly artistic and civihzed nation. He would have our bills more like theirs ooth in artistic quality and in size: Reducing the size of ours by a quarter or a third, having a uniform system of design for all our paper money, and uniformity of color for bills of the same denomination. All of these are bigger than they need to be are good ideas. Our various paper dollars If they were smaller we could conceal them more easily about our persons, and per- haps retain thear more successfully in our several possessions. And they would buy just ac much, which, of course, is much too little. The coins, too, Mr. McVeagh wants to improve. That in the light of recent experience scems a harder job; but it is worth doing and we hope the honorable authorities will keep at it. The public verdict on a new coin or a ne always interesting. The discussion over it directs th mind to a question of art and of taste, and th instructive and valuable. We hope the Secretary will go ahead with his commendable intentions His Answer 0 you Tove me?" he asked. In reply, the modern young girl looked at the modern young man with eyes perfervid with emotion “Do I love you?" she repeated. “I do. I love you psychologically, sociologically, economically. From the psy- chologic standpoint, I feel that our different organisms are so nicely differentiated as to form a properly articulated ar combined consciousness. Sociologically, our individual en vironment has been enough in contrast to form a proper basis for a right union. Economically, I feel sure that when we come to combine, we shall be able to introduce into the man agement of our affairs the right financial balance, to produce the scientific result which every well-ordered and conducted business produces. And now, how do you love me?" The young man reached forward. He clasped her swiftly but surely in his arms. He hugged her long and plenty. He kissed her alabaster cheek and her ruby lips. “How do I love you?" he replied. “My dear girl, I love you just as much as if you really knew what you we talking about comicbooks.com