[Illustration: MEN WERE DECEIVERS EVER.
Lopez Donovan (putting his face under cover): “By de holy smoke! if it
ain’t my fiancee, Loriena Brady. W’ot will she do w’en she finds out
dat my heart is marble an’ I’se t’rown her down for de little angel
w’ot I’se a-pullin’?”]
[Illustration:
“Tom, she giv’ me the marble heart, the cold shake; them baloom sleeves
is too much for her. (In a whisper): I want you to let me pull your
sister ’round on that sled for a little while. I want ter make that gal
jealous--it’ll break her heart!”]
[Illustration: TERRIBLE.
Pamela O’Duffy (in wagon): “A clandesting meetin’! Oh, Algernon! Oh,
the perfigiousness of man! And with a or’nary butcher’s daughter, too!
Oh, this is much more than too much! (With theatric action and force):
By yon flossy cloudlets w’ot wanders over yon Asia sky, I register an
oath to jolt his jaglets’ footsteps night an’ day, to taunt him with my
frenzied thumb until his life becomes a bird’n, an’ he seeks death in
hor-r-r-rer, ’r-retchedness, an’ r-r-r-remorse!” (Faints.)]
[Illustration: “THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE,” etc.
He: “There’s the only girl I ever loved, an’ I dassent go near her
’cause she’s gittin’ the measles.”]
[Illustration: AFTER THE QUARREL.
Niobe MacGonigal (on extreme left): “If he on’y knowed w’ot a wretched
night I passed I wonder if he’d let me took back dem words I spoke?”]
[Illustration: INGRATITUDE.
Pythias: “Come along, Damon. She ain’t worth a second thought!”
Damon: “To think she should treat me like this! Why, I started her in
business; I stole that basket for her w’ot she goes a-beggin’ with.”