New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1920-09-25
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TO ANNA, A NEW HANDMADE
"Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake"
(Amelia Opie wrote that line)
Thou wilt not have to brew nor bake,
And every evening shall be thine.
Cook but the bacon crisp and black;
Tuck but the sheets in straight
and tight,
And thou mayst have a wad Of jack
And hound the movies every night.
Give me my beefsteak rare and red !;
Don't move the papers in my
room;
See that l am but fairly fed;
Use now and then the mop and
broom.
lmponderable my demands;
But leave me, and my heart will
break.
On Bonded knees, with folded hands:
Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake.
Manufacturers Of high priced cars,
honking In the dark to keep their
courage up, say that they will not re-
duce the cost to the consumer; down
town restaurant proprietors say that
they are unperturbed by the Carry
Your-Lunch movement MEN come in
for lunch," the manager of SANKEY'S
restaurant said, land talk over their
business. They could talk in their
Offices, but they like to come in here
and kill two birds with one stone"
What, we wonder, is the bill-of.fare
name for the stone?
The assistant managing editor, whom
1T inks to see paragraph beginning
with the definite article, says he bought
an evening shirt yesterday for $l5.
"The pique Of high prices, I call it,"
he madwagged.
Hahn told him the "deal" to "throw"
the series had been arranged.-Eve-
ming Telegram.
Why, paper costing what 1t costs,
the quotes?s
The Diary of Our Own Samuel Pepvs
September 22-Early to the office, and
finished my stint, and so with Mr.
Kane to the courts, and he heat me, and
to b. Pemberton's for dinner, of steak
and apple pie, and with e. Samuels to
see Miss Alice Brady, good actresa,
act in fustian play, Gamma Ascends,"
in which she and Mr.. G. ROLAND did
finely, but the play without merit So
ever, methought. Met Mistress Beatrice
Kaufman, and drove her home in my
petrolwaggon, and we had each
beaker Of frosted chocolate, and left
her. and went to a shop and had
turkey sandwich, and 80 home, but nv
wife would not let me read, because
of the light. so l went to the library
and read there a chapter of "Caliban."
23-With G. Parsons to the courts,
and beat him, but at some pains to
do 1t; and SO to the Office where all
day at my stint. To the doctors to
call for my wife, and so to Douglaston,
TO Mistress Elda's, and had the best
dinner have had in month, in espe-
c'all a lemon meringue pie, which
was holpen twice to. So home with nv
wife, and read her tayle Of Hugh
Wiley's, full of comickall dialogue.
24-Met with Will Campbell the bar
rlster, and drove him to the city with
me. To the Office where hard at work
all day, despite the tayle current that,
our building was to be blown up. But
| took my obituary from the moreue,
and gave it to the city editor, that he
might be prepared. r. Hayes and
l.. Ayers come to luncheon, and then
l back to my desk, and in the evening
to dinner with H. Candy and L. Dodd.
You can't accuse Governor Cox's
Dayton News of supprcssinc ANYTHING.
Last Wednesday it printed picture Of
Terence MacSwiney, who "is dead in
London as the result of his long, self
imposed fast
In Pittsburgh, we learn from the
worshiped Globe, the Fair Price Com
mittee's threat has forced reduction in
food prices of from rs to 100 per cent,
Looks like a return to the free lunch
None OF the brave songs, of the '9Os
sent in to US is unfamiliar. Apparent
y we spent all our adolescence listen
ing to the sad banalities Of TWENTY-FIVE
years ago. But L. L. C. submits
Bright Eyed Laughing Little Nell"
(circa 1880, and our tears spatter the
copy:
| had dear companion,
But she's not with me now,
The lilies Of the valley
Arc blooming DER her brow.
And | am sad and lonely
And weary all the day,
For bright eyed, laughing little Nall
Of the Narragansett Bay.
CHORUS
Toll, toll the bell,
At early dawn of day,
For rosy Nell so quickly passed awayl