Life, 1911-11-16 · page 34 of 44
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This piece satirizes romantic Scottish literature—likely referencing the sentimental poem "Young Norval" (1808)—by recasting it through a comedic French accent. The narrator is a French boy whose father raises sheep in the Scottish Highlands. When English "ruffians" (the "Bullie Boys") attack, he heroically defends his village, kills their leader, and steals his watch and diamond pin. The satire works through exaggerated French phonetics ("ze," "vat," "zink") and the contrast between pretentious Romantic heroism and crude theft. The joke: the noble Scottish tale becomes a story of a foreigner committing petty robbery while affecting bravery. It mocks both the overwrought sentimentality of the literary source and French stereotypes. The page is primarily **advertisements** (Pabst Blue Ribbon, I.W. Harper Whiskey, Abbott's Bitters, a novel).
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Clean Beer From mash tub to keg or bole, throughout the entire process of Pabst BlueRibbon The Beer of Quality brewing never is touched by humaa hands and never comes in contact with anything but filtered air and sterilized oy A Frenchman’s Ver- sion of Young Norval Mon nom c'est Norvelle. On ze hill Grampion Mon pére he feed hees moutons; un brave homme, Whose grand desir vas to pile up richesse (Ze—vat you call heem?—ze needful— ze soap— Ze rocks—ze tin—ze—ah! oui, ze green- back.) And keep a la maison hees only fils, Hees beau petit garcon. Voila c'est moi. For I have sometimes hear ze grande bataille— Ab, hat Oui! I have bear ze crash, ze boom I see ze poof; I smell ze poudaire— hein! I am excite—I zink I shall go vilde! I look down from ze montaine top. I see Beaucoup de troupe. It must zat I go fight. Mais I remembaire mon pauvre vicux pére. I cannot leave heem. Non, I stay viz heem. Eh, bien! Ze moon zat rise last night, ronde like Zees bouclier has not yet feel her horns, utensils. Order a case today DIVORCE TO hom docs, a woman's, sout, belong—her church, her husband, or hersclf ? Is a. wife's clinging to a shameless drunkard a religious duty or a state of sin? ‘These questions are asked, discussed and answered in the new REBELLION nove. By JOSEPH MEDILL PATTERSON Written with the untrammeled pen of an independent thinker, but full of touches of humor, and fair minded respect for old manners and customs. A passionate story of how a new lovein a woman's life made her cut the Gordian knot of a loveless marriage. Every word burns. Sold wherever books are sold. Price $1.25 Net. 11 Y & BRITTON CO., Chicago. Ven by ze light a band of fierce ca. naille— Ze Rowdie—ze Lofaire—ze Rough—Ah! oui— Ze Bullie Boys, rush like ze diable down Upon ze vallee, tout-’-coup. Zey make Ze moutons run away. Ze bergers hide Behind ze bush; zey climb upon ze tree. I am leave all alone. Ma foi! I say To myself: “Norvelle, mon petit gar- gon, Now is precisement ze time for you. Go in and vin, & la francaise, mon brave “Oui, Monsieur,” je réponds. Zen 1 go in Vis my revolviere; and in ze air I shake ze sabre de mon pére. Je chasse Ze ennemi everyvere. Zen, right avay, Bientét, in a little vile, approach Mes amis; zen ve fight, ve conquaire— oui, Ve bounce ze Bullie Boys—ah, ha! une balle From mon pistol have pierce ze chief- tain’s eye. It make heem, oh, so seek—be fall; he have Ze mal a I'estomac, he ery cnoff He is perish. He kick ze pail ovaire. He is dead like—ze leetle feesh— Ze—vat you call heem?—oui, ze red hareng. I ask politelee has he any more Some use for hees gold vatch. He say nossing; Zen I go zroo heem. Oui, I take ze vateh. I take ze greenback from hees pantalon. I take hecs trés-magnifique diamond peen. Regardez! It is zees vich now I vear. —Burdett's World of Humor. A ricnt upstart asked a poor man if he had any idea what opulence w: is a thing,” replied the latter, gives a rogue the advantage over an honest man. “T Neves id Voltaire, “ was ruined but twice; once when I gained a law suit and once when I lost it.” Il. W. HARPER Whiskey “THE KIND YOUR GRANDFATHER USED— STILL THE BEST” Leading Dealers Thruout America Makes the best cocktail. A pleasing aromatic with all Wine, spirit and soda beverages. Appetising, healthful, to us with Grape Fruit, Oranges, Wine Jelly. At Wine Mer chants or Druggists. Sample by mail, 25cin stamps. C. W. ABBOTT & CO., Baltimore, Md. comicbooks Men