Life — February 3, 1910 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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196 A Calendar trom Life OW, what is here? A dainty sketches, With merry, kindly words in prose or rhyme, To mark the cloud-and-rainbow road sheaf of that stretches Before the flying feet of Father Time. A chart to show our carth that all her stages Around the golden firmament are rife With crystal mirth, like these delightful pages— In short, a joyous Calendar “ Life.” from , thus TI own the gift and thank the. sender, And bless the hands that wrought this work of cheer,— These leaves, like leaves of autumn, gay and tender— Twelve petals of that Rose of Time, a Year. Arthur Guiterman. Loud Calls for Mr. Root T is a pleasure for Lire to join the neighbors in seconding the invitation of the World to Senator Root to dis- cuss before the New York Legislature the objections of Governor Hughes to the constitutional amendment permitting a Federal income tax. Governor Harmon, of Ohio, favors the amendment as it stands. He says that *LIPE® Governor Hughes’ fears are groundless because the “ recognized comity between the Federal Government and the States would prevent any encroachment on the States’ revenues."” That sounds reas- suring, and Governor Harmon is a law- yer in good standing. But what does Mr. Root think about it? We would like to hear from Mr. Root. Retribution The theatre beautiful, commonly called the Colonial, and formerly known as the Iroquois, appears to rest under a pall of ill luck. rouble seems to brew in that House casily as disease in a sewer. Above the ornate portal are the sinis- ter figures 1903, which added together, make the fatal thirteen. Since that dreadful day, six years ago Thursday, when 600 people met a fear- ful fate in that playhouse, ill luck has dogged the footsteps of nearly every one concerned with it. To be sure, the people have crowded to that house, and money has flowed into the coffers, but that moncy, so far as can be ascertained, has not brought its recipients peace or quiet, happiness or prosperity. Bickerings and_ trouble, _ dissensions and heartaches, disaster, and evil, have been present nearly all’ the time. At present the clouds hang heavily over the place.—Chicago Show World. T was the burning of the Iroquoi now called the Colonial, and to the shame of Chicago still used as a the- atre—which was the primary cause of Messrs. Klaw & Erlanger’s libel suit against Lire. Week nec tae LOTTIE KANE THE Lake Myre) “LoTtie, WHAT WOULD you po IF BURGLAR IN YOUR ROOM? "* “Ip ME WAS HUNTING FOR MONEY YOU WOKE UP SOME NIGHT AND FOUND A I'D GET UP AND HELP HIM HUNT.’? “HELLO! I’M GAINING IN WEIGHT, THAT DOCTOR WAS RIGHT WHEN HE SAID THAT IKON WOULD BE Goop FoR ME.’” Tribute to a Vivisector Y Dr. Walter R. Hadwen, the well- known English physician: The third. point is concerned with Dr. Crile’s veracity upon the same subject. We are net concerned with his veracity, but with his credulity. For instance, Dr, Crile, ap- mrently, believes firmly that he deserves tle thanks of the world for his revolting exp ments connected with surgical shock; I am simply amazed at his credulity in supposing that anybody with an ounce of scientific knowledge pays any attention to all the non sense he has written upon the subject. He has not added one strap of solid knowledse to the store we were already in possess of, derived from legitimate clinical expe ence. Habits T is under discussion by persons who think with temporary despondency of President Taft, which is harder to cure, the drink habit or the habit of thinking like a judge. The judge habit seems to get hold of the tissues of the brain and of course it is no play-time job to eradi cate it Still, we do not despair of Mr. Tatt He is committed for three more years and is undergoing a lot of treatment comicbooks.com