Life — February 11, 1926 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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Up betimes, and at a paper January which 1 must needs have 18th fall but my husband, poor wretch, was in a mood that I could atter, nor could I, for all my pains, refrain written before nigh so conversatic put my mind on nought save his ¢ te cir- from laughing at it, an unfort cumstance in that it encouraged him to proceed. All of which set me to re- flecting that humour makes for the en joyment of lif , but not for the greatest success in it unless one commercializes as a specialist in buffoonery. The first post heavy, and in it a letter from Jean- nette Healy, down Southern Pines, recounting a tale of a man known to us both who, finding it necessary to keep his wife in her house during a certain period of their divorce proceedings, had turned a bull loose on her front lawn; and from what I have seen and heard of him, I can well credit it. Did on my brown balbriggan and my new Russia cali shoes with the perforat off to have my eyes tested by an ptick specialist, and Lord! he did shift lenses and question me so rapidly that I was at some pains to tell him with which set I saw best, and I do pray the gods who watch over persons of my mental calibre that I did not choose a prescrip- tion which will damage my cyesight Nor would I let him put me in spec- tacles, neither, being resolved to make out with lorgnettes until the time comes for me to tap thre a stick. Sam, and then to church to see Lily h the streets with Luncheon late at an inn with - LIFE - Historic Working Girls a Eve takes dict Dunham married at | and m t through the ness, for poor Lily, from her talk, must lieved when they g have expected a Jason’s army to spring up from the pews when Dr to the his peace part, and I do believe it was time I was ever not a ay came r ever after hol st t ted that a woman with a child in her arms did not arise in the back of the church. Marge Boothby to dine with us this and we did fall a-talking of who bends backward t aceur. li she wanted from phone, quoth ask you to put on Sunny” on the gramo- am, I am sure she would Whom ?” great consignment of Jarwery Kooks trom the p 19th this morning did cause me to marvel at the sort of stuff which and the fact that it takes all kinds to make up a lick is the ners manages to get printed, ily explan, Historic Working Girls I can find therefor, But [ have never held with the commercial fear of put ting forward sometl over the 1g Which mi blick’s head, bec the publick’s. atever is worthy of it. M aman gladly credi he wishes to believe, s he prete of ich he es not cc would it have Oliver Gold: Mark, for i a play wags knowingly z which is spoken on the the wrong reaction in eight cas of ten. Out strete he sh to buy a gh . forasmuch as Sam has taken it into his head that I shall wear nough but washable white suedes, and after they are cleansed I can grasp, as I try work my way into the fi the problems which were faced t the engineers » dug the Par Canal. To the Brevoort for lu with Evalyn and Genie. eatir like a Hol 1 then to buy a chair fool, eggs Sarde swathed landaise sauce, which somebody had told me was ready upholstered in my bedr t and so finally for tea at Ar and the man who « personable that I was for gr ly at ask Anne if he were 2 friend. infor’ d was ob Home betimes to Sam, ri¢ ch are too of my new pumps, w ht across the vamp, with the greatest relief, for what, I do ask with a certain is the good of pod Indianapolis chi else in life as ney, love or anything d Leonard. comicbooks.com