Life — August 1, 1912 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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PEE of our lives. The understanding being, of course, that you will not feel hurt at separation. Owing to the cost of living, and—-” The young lady smiled and raised her hand. “Don't concern yourself at all,” she said, “I understand perfectly. Permit me to admire your businesslike ability and your evident honesty of purpose. In these days it is refreshing to meet a gentleman of your outspoken de- meanor.” The young man blushed as he took out his note-bobdk “T flatter myself,” he said, “it is a grand idea. System for me. Now about the time. We might as well ar- range a formal schedule of meetings, hours, trysting places, ete.” “Quite correct. I shall be happy to comply with your request. You say that you will be here two weeks?” “From this morning.” The young lady raised herself non- chalantly in her piazza chair, as she looked full into the trusting ¢: her new acquaintance. “This afternoon,” she said, “I ex- pect a company of West Point cadets, who will be here for the remainder of “RE, 1515 NEWPORT the week; on Friday four married men from New York are coming for the week-end; next week three old college chums, including the sons of two millionaires, will be here for two or three days, and there are other details with which it is not necessary to burden your monumental intellect.” The young man leaned forward anxiously. “And you think you can give me—" he queried. “Come around on the last day of your stay, at two o'clock in the after- noon, and I can arrange to give you about fifteen minutes in that shady glen yonder just down off the lake. In the meantime be kind enough to leave me a typewritten list of your credentials—family, pedigree, income— in charge of the hotel proprietor.” And then as the martial music of a Land struck up in the distance the young man disappeared around the corner of the piazza. The Camorrists who have been on trial in Viterbo were found guilt gett And owing to the primitive system of Italian jurisprudence, it is doubtful if they can get a new trial. —Kansas City Star. Then why not be primitive? The New Aesop LION, tired with the chase, lay sleeping under a shady tree. He was awakened by some mice scram- Ling over him. Laying his paw upon one of them, he was about to crush it, but the mouse begged so piteously for mercy that the lion let it go. Some time after the lion was caught in a net and, unable to go free, made the forest resound with his roars. The mouse, whose life had been spared, heard and approached the lion, taki care, however, to keep at a safe dis- tance, “Help me out of this,” said the lion. The mouse considered the matter. ‘ The lion regrets that he let me go the other day,” reasoned the mouse to . itself, “and now he wants to get hold of me. And besides, he is so big and strong that he is thoroughly able to help himself. He must be just bluff- ing. At any rate, I'll be on the safe side.” Thereupon the mouse went about his business. comicbooks.com