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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 26, 1913, LAST EDITION, Image 31

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DISHONORING HONOR
Excuses and reasons have been as varied as the nature of crimes. But
perhaps never has such a reason been given as that offered by the man
who stole the Mona Lisa. All thought of self or personal financial gains
were submerged, he says, and in stealing the painting the thought upper
most in his mind was the "honor of Italy." To avenge a supposed insult to
that nation by France, when Napoleon removed art treasures, manuscripts
and statuary from Italy tp France, the Mona Lisa was cut from its frame
and returned to Florence, he declares.
Here is something new at least, in the way of explanations for the
commission of crime. Here is a man who risks his life, perhaps, and who
is willing to sacrifice his liberty for the sake of a work of art. Truly he is
either a vandal with original ideas of justification, or a fanatic, whose efforts
in behalf of his native country will be ill-rewarded.
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new york by golly, i thot i would laff my head off in a broadway car
the uther day
it was raining like the dickens, and the car was pretty full, when a big
husky lady with eye-glasses and a mackintosh and a iron jaw got on
Just as she got about y way up the'isle a nice looking old gentelman
looked up at her and started to get up out of his seat
now please don't git up for me, says the lady white hope, i couldent
think of talcing your seat
and she reached out and layed her hand on the old gent's shoulder by
way of coaxing him to stay where he was at
the car was rocking. around some, and sure enough her little pat threw
the old boy off his balance, and he flopped back into his seat
no sooner was he there than he struggled to git on his feet again
niy deer sir, says the large lady, 1 must insist that you keep your seat,
i thank you just the same, but i am mutch better able to stand that what
you are
maybe you are, hollers the old man getting onto his pins and waving
his mitt at the conduckter
maybe you are, and it don't make a durn bit of diffrense to me whether
you are or not
but i have been trying to git off this car for 4 blocks now, a'nd if you
don't let me git up and git by you, i gess i will have to crawl out the winder
say, i beleave that there dame would of liked to throw him out the
winder
but he escaped with his life, and then she set down kerplunk in the
seat, and glaired at evryboddy
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