Life — November 17, 1910 — page 19: what you’re looking at

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“TL WONDER IF WE'LL EVER BE A Personal Opinion O H, Lire, you'll be the Death of me, With Jew and Gentile chiding, Such notions of propriety, And Heaven and Hell deriding. You hold the mirror up, ‘tis true, But Nature turns and blushes, She's not quite certain wha You make such naive onrushes. you'll do, Then, And I Zach one in turn is cleft in twain With but one leg to go on . Physicians are in vain, wyers, Priests and so on, You joust and tournament the world, With special terms for ladies, At whose pet foibles, when unfurled, You cachinnate like Hades. Tho’ vivisection’s horror meets Your stern disapprobation, You do some acrobatic feats And vivisect the nation inst dread vaccination dire, Whose use will surely pyre us, You ply your lancet, dipt in fire And fearless caustic virus. “Obey that Impulse '—this is why I venture my opinion; You'll reach your goal before you d For Lire is man’s dominion. CW. B. The Legend of the Vivisectionist HEN Satan had finished creating the snakes and scorpions and spiders, and all the other vile erawling hings of earth, he turned to the making of his masterpiece, which was to be a thing of transcendent evil, a brute with- out heart, or mercy, or pity. And when thing was finished he called it Man. Meanwhile the Creator of the world had made a creature th was as good and lovable as the Man was vile. Ut had no trace of evil in its nature, only fidel ity, unselfishness and Tt was a little, roly-poly, smiling Puppy. And when the Puppy saw the Man in the distance he ran to him as fast as his little wobbly legs would go, smiling a joyous welcome and wagging himself all over, for he thought he had found a new kind friend. And when the Man saw the Puppy he fit subject for the advancement of science,’’ so he took the little Puppy and slowly, very slowly, burned out its and then he—but it is too horrible, too sickening to tell of, so let us blot out the me and, groveling, try to forget. So, when the wanton, useless torture was ended, Satan passing by paused, and, looking on Man, said: “Verily I builded better than I knew, for I have made a fiend so vile that even I, the Prince of Evil, am, in comparison, but an innocent child."’ Then looking on the quivering body of the little Puppy he-—even he, the Devil—covered his face and wept RK A roads lead to Reno. love. said, “Lo! here is mory of AS DECIPITERED BY A ABLE TO FLY“LIKE THAT?" The Book Exchange POR SALE Four brand new plots, slightly soiled, for light summer fiction. Will sell at reasonable rates. Owner going in ior heavy characters. Apply Box 900. FOR SALE One discourse on the beauty of restless Gilt edge wording. A No. 1 punctuation, Universal type. Has Gilt edged wording. A ox TO LET the sea. restless sea. best sellers. TO BE AUCTIONED OFF, DECEMBER 1 50,000 words left over from Trails after the 1910 phat Game editor cut it down 207 marginal etchings discarded from on-Seton’s How I Know It Was a fild Anim 2 second-hand love scenes from Law: Quick sale desired. villains in good condition; 375 mostly mounted ; 7,234 ideal young men (with or without a squarz jaw). Terms cheap. Apply now and steck up for the Christmas rush. 104 desperadoe: PessiMist comicbooks.com