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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 24, 1912, Image 14

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gathered her int,o his.
The outer door opened and a
man paused on the threshold.
"Never mind me, children,"
said Dick; "allow me to congrat
ulate you."
Rose (full blown) Engage
ment. Rose, white (withered)
I am in despair. Rosebud (red;
Inclined to love. Rosebud (white)
Too young to love. Bay-feaf
I change but in death. Calla Lily
Beauty, maiden modesty.
Chrysanthemum (red) I love.
Chryanthemum (white) Truth.
Chrysanthemum (yellow)
Slighted love; dejection. Clover
(white) Think of me. Clover
(red) Industry. Four-leaf Clov
er Be mine. Geranium Gentil
ity. Heliotrope Devotion, eager
ness. Iris Message, my compli
ments. Jonquil Can you return
my love. Laurel Treachery. Li
lac (white) -Youthful innocence.
Mulberry (white) Wisdom.
Orange Blossom You are pure
and worthy. Pansy Pleasant
thoughts. Lily of the Valley
Perfect purity. Carnajtion (varie
gated) Refusal. Snowdrop "
Friendship in trouble. Tulip (red)
Declaration of love. Violet
(blue) Love, faithfulness. Vio
let (white) Modesty, candor.
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The Very Rev. Dean Barry of
Syracuse describes the latest
stride assumed by women as the
"camel-hump walk." We know
some women whose walk might
be more accurately described as
the "elephant waddle." -
The other day, when a man was
murdered, some suspicion arose
that youthful bandits committed
the crime. The instant presump
tion followed, as a matter of
course, that the deed was done
after reading "dime novels."
That, in itself, is sufficient proof
that the stereotyped theory was
voiced, parrot-like, by someone
who never saw a boy's bldod-and-ihunder
novel, for they cost a
nickel. It was ages since they
were "dime" products.
It seems far-fetched, too, to
connect nickel novels with crime.
For if there be one thing more'
than another that Nick Carters,
Old Sleuths and Deadwood Dicks
bludgeon into the reader's mind it
is that the wrongdoer is INVAR
IABLY made to pay the penalty.
No criminal ever escapes. '
That is more than one can say
of the majority of crime stories
classed as real "literature." Doyle,
Poe, Horung and other topnotch
writers of detective yarns may do
artistic work, but the morals of it
are generally worse than those of
the scorned and soiled "yellow
back" which, by the way, is
about the only article whose price
hasn't gone up with the increased
cost of living.
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Little Mary (meeting" her aunt
at the door) Oh, auntie, I've dot
a baby bruwer. He des: came.
Auntie Isthat so? Do you
think he's going to stay?
Little Mary (pondering over
the matter) I fink so. I dess he
will. He's dot his clothgs off.
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