Life — March 17, 1910 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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THAT IMPROPER NUMBER OF Thomas Nelson Page. A story of the “Tf Mars’ Chan should come to John present with the accent cf the past. Chicago! Margarita’s Soul, by Josephine Daskam Bacon. A charming story that manages to be at the same time romantic and human. fartin Eden, by Jack Lordon. A crude fiction made interesting by passages of graphic intellectual autobiography. The New Word, by All Upward, ee above The Old Wives’ Tale, by Arnold Bennett. eminently worth readin Open Country, hy Maurice Hewlett, An earlier but fuller study of Half Way House, and Mr. Hewlett’s best work. island, by Anatcle France. A subtle satire on France and_on “History as She Ts Written,” well translated. The Song o An unflinching fictional treatment of moral issu: ism, The Tower of Ivory, A heroic tale of London Munich ¢ were giants in the carth in ig ‘An exceptional novel, C. Quilter Couch. Gamblers AMBLERS, like lovers, are known by the com- pany they keep. The only difference between a gambler and a lover is that the gambler usually The sentimental journcy of stock exchange, some in dives and some in immortality. ith himself that he will All The When a man marries he gambles be as happy or more so than if he remained single around him he sees people losing at the same game. greater the risk the more fun there is in gambling. People are continually putting up all their happiness to win or lose on the red and black. There is always a con- tinuous rake-off for the bank Lire SOME ONE SENT TO AUNTIE Rulers and financiers gamble with men chips, some white, some black and some copper colored. When their chips give out they are furnished free with a new pile. We are all sports, whether we want to be or not. An un- known dealer hands us the cards. Some of us play them in fear and trembling and others recklessly. Some bluff But in the end all bluffs are called Popular Birthdays WILLIAM JENNINGS BRYAN Bora March 19, 1860 This gentleman we scem to have heard of somewhere. Was it in the Philippines, to the sound of the trumpet blast and the fife,and drum and gatling gun, or was it in Egypt by the Pyramids s possible that it was in Madison S seem to recall his voice, his gestures Didn't he run for something or other? Unless we are greatly mistaken he was in politics for a time. Wasn't a dollar dinner given to him somewhere? Or did he once shake hands with Theodore Roosevelt and thus become prominent? It doesn't matter. Our present recollec- tion of him is that he is a verv pleasant rentleman. We have a vague feeling also that he hasn't got what he deserved. Colonel Bryan (we have a dim idea that you are a Colonel), here’s to your good health, whoever you are We know that we like you, although we cannot now tell just why. We know that we respect you for something. We salute you, therefore, as a true-born American. We hope that you succeed in your pet ambition (whatever that is) some day, and we wish you health and prosperity