Life — January 18, 1923 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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Tempora (Then) Personas From Tue Montana Mupuoie Ye scribe understands there was a swell hanging out Deadwood Gulch way last Thursday, the guests of honor being some rustlers from Texas. A fine time was had by all. ae Two-gun Tompkins regrets to announce there’s no truth in the report he killed his 48th man yesterday. At any rate, the man hadn’t died when Two-gun told us. xe The fair and warmer sex is looking for- ward to the combined Grand Dance and Faro Tournament to be held tonight in the “Come All Ye Cafe.” Come one come all, and bring your own girl. Any gent trying to bring somebody else’s girl will be treated accord- ingly. edd Sheriff Henderson is able to be around again for a few minutes each day, follow- ing the surprise party given by the James Bros. last mo. Congrats, Sheriff, here’s our “®& and hoping you see them Ist next time say we. aa Hell-for-leather Hawkins’ little girl Nell was lost for 2 hrs. in the canyon last week. Of course there’s bears in the canyon, but even the bears love little Nell. eee Young Jimmy Stewart left our midst Tuesday on a prospecting trip to California, Don’t forget to come back, Jim. or ‘The Santa Fe mailcoach was held up Mon- day. The criminals were not caught though the posse is still looking for them, > LIFE - Mutantur (Now) Society Swevicuts From Tue Montana Monitor It is reported that a large gathering at- tended the auction sale of lots last Thurs- day at the new Deadwood Park Villa Es- tates. Many Texans were among the pur- chasers. eH Rev. Tobias Tompkins regrets that he could not meet his sewing class yesterday, owing to a sprained forefinger, which made it impossible to hold a needle, All the season’s débutantes are numbered among the subscribers to the Assembly Ball, to be given in the large ballroom of the Women’s Club this evening, Many dinner parties will precede the affair, which prom- ises to be a brilliant one. +e * Chief of Police Henderson has partly re- covered from the effects of wood alcohol poi- soning, contracted in obtaining evidence against a gang of bootleggers believed to be operating in this vicinity, The police have a clew. xe Miss Eleanor Hawkins, pretty and eight- een, oldest daughter of Judge H. L. Haw- kins, was hostess to a merry house-party at Canyon Falls last week-end. Miss Eleanor is universally popular. xa Jack Stuart, the handsome idol of the screen, paid us a visit recently en route to his New York studios. He tells us that some of his relatives once lived here, The crew of the Overland Limited de- serted their posts on Monday, because of the railroad strike. SSS “Yes! Yes! This is Mr. Jones. I am going to luncheon and I will not talk to anyone until I have finished.” “Oh! Pardon me for interrupting you! I merely wished to inform you that your house is afire!” Engine Troubles in an Aeroplane S soon as my dear little pink aeroplane was delivered, I just jumped in and soared away. I knew how to run it, so I didn’t bother to read the instruction book. I flitted through the azure for a while, but it was a bit of a bore not seeing any one I knew. When one has something new and rather smart one really does like to be seen. And my costume of ashes of roses chif- fon matched the aeroplane in a way that was just too perfect. There was nothing to run into. I tried butting into a cloud, but it was a little damp, so I stayed away from them after that, though I had always pictured myself as looking down out of a fleecy cloud, and had my gown designed with this in mind. In my racing automobile there were always the dozens of cats and dogs and chickens and babies to run over when things got too dull. But in the skies there was absolutely no excitement. I had just come to the conclusion that I would swoop down near the earth and show them all how snappy I looked in the thing, when the en- gine stopped, and there I was, my dear, anchored, miles above the clouds. It was too annoying. I didn't know what to do. I’m an expert mechanician, and I can always get right out and get under my automo- bile, and fix her in a minute with a couple of safety pins, but there was too much space between me and the ground to try getting under my air- eater. Then there was another thing that worried me. When you're up in the air you never can tell whether you're upside down or not. You're strap- W\ped in, and the pressure of the air is so great, and you can’t see any- thing around you, so that there is no way of telling whether or not you are standing on your head until you get out. Then you naturally go toward the earth and if you go feet first then you know that you are right side up. Now, if I had only been sure that I was wrong side up, I could have crawled out and crawled up to the bottom of the machine and worried the machinery with a hairpin until (Continued on page 32) comicbooks.com