Life — January 5, 1911 — page 51: what you’re looking at

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| i } R. AJAX SNORTER. on a sug- coarse by | ~*~ RMSHAPE.” “ MADAM AIGLIO.” ‘LIPE» things of the past, for which the President sets aside a certain day in November each year for Thanksgiving. But stay, my friends (I owe no money to some of you, at least). You are not to escape one bark from the tomb. I present to you Mr. Ajax Bullsnorter, one of the sur- vivors, who will split your ear- drums with his renderings of Mark Antony's screech over the remains of J. Cxsar. o 8 . 6 We have most of us enjoyed Nelly Melba’s voice. Where can you find its equal? Who but Nelly could sing so that your spinal column vibrates like an Aeolian harp? Who could thrill youas she can in Bohétme? Who could make the whole house rise to her as she turns back her long gloves at a concert and plays her own accompaniment as she sings “ syjss curie SNISHEIMER, Tosti’s “ Good-By"? What is the answer? Nobody! Allow me to present Miss Cutie Snisheimer. She will sing “ Love Her and the World’s a Shine.” . I wish to congratulate those of you tience, although it is exercised in a poor rather be suppressed than encouraged to concludes our evening, for which we give 7. ° 7 . oe who remain, on your forbearance and pa- cause, as these alleged entertainers should continue on their dreadful rounds. This thanks ! James Montgomery Flagg. Sunday Baseball in Rochester N the last ten years Rochester has ac- quired the reputation of being one of the most sane, fortunate and progressive cities in the United States. It has been possessed with an aspiration to make itself a place of profitable residence for human beings. To that end it has man- aged to get good government a good deal of the time and to provide itself with a health department, a school system and a park system which are all remarkable for their beneficial activities. The town is very strong in social organiza- tions. It is a remarkably forward city and has pieces written about it in the fifteen-cent magazines in which it is held up as a model. It has lately been wrestling with the question of permitting baseball to be played on the ball fields in the parks on Sunday. The parks are very extensive, the ball grounds are said to be out of the way, where they don’t disturb rural peace, and no admission is charged to the matches, which are amateur contests. The question is not whether the boys shall play baseball on Sunday afternoons, for they do that anyhow. It is only a question whether they shall use the park grounds. The matter has been exhaustively dis- cussed in the papers and the decision seems likely to be favorable to the Sun- day games. The reasonable use of the play-grounds in the parks of our larger cities for all sorts of games on Sunday can hardly continue to be denied, even in the East- ern States, where opinion about the uses of Sunday is still tinctured with Puritan- ism. The full, beneficial out-door use of Sunday must be had. The civilization we are trying to live in constrains it. Too many people, young and old, are tied up to monotonous work indoors six days a week for the parks to be closed to any reasonable form of Sunday recreation. The Last Resort AUD: They say bridge is respon- sible for a lot of nervous break- downs. Beatrix: I know it. It won't be long before we'll have to go to an asylum for a really good game. 51 To Maecenas WISH Mxcenas would come back And start a sort of Poet's Trust, So that when trade is running slack By creditors I'd not be fussed; A man who'd buy October verse As others do September wheat, And keep the poet's empty purse In better shape his needs to meet. The product of the hen is bought By speculators far and wide, And to cold-storage vaults is brought And kept until the price is skied; And why the world docs more for hens And eggs than for its poetry No sort of magnifying lens Hath ever yet revealed to me. They've made a trust to deal in steel; They've made a trust in oil and lead; And when a fellow wants a meal On trust-made articles he’s fed. There's trusts for shoes, and trusts for hats, There’s trusts for lemons, and for limes, A trust controls the stills and vats— Why not a trust to handle rhymes? I've got a stock of odes in hand To satisfy the autumn trade, And sonnets for the spring demand With sentiment of every shade, I've verses cool and verses warm, And verses hot as August days; I've rhymes in every kind of form Since first man wrote his roundelays. So come, Mxcenas, come along, And start your U. S. Poet's Trust, I'l set you up with stores of song If you will set me up in “ dust.” Think of the fame that will accrue, The laurels you will wear anon When all the world hath titled you THE CARNEGIE OF HELICON! Carlyle Smith. T= project for a Canadian navy lan- guishes. What does Canada want of warships. anyhow? If she gets into trouble with the Eskimos, we'll lend her some comicbooks.com