Wretched Man, who is shameless enough to admit that he likes it. "I like it. The ballet's good, the scenery is splendid, and the music might be worse. Why don't these ladies, who come here and sit it through, have the honesty to admit that they come because they like it? But no; they go away, and at the next party, where they wear dresses lower in the neck than any I've seen on the stage to night, they'll abuse the poor girls who have danced here for their amusement. Their malignant modesty does not deserve the respect of an intelligent figurante. If they are sincere, why do they come here?"
Which question still puzzles the perturbed mind of MATADOR.
Give 'em Rope.
We clip the following from the Express:
"There seem to be more legal loopholes for convicted murderers to escape through than for any other class of criminals."
That is too true, by a great deal. There should be but one "legal loophole" for a convicted murderer, and the authorities should not let him escape through the loop of it—they should Knot.
A MOVING INCIDENT.
Pat, (to Bridget.) “TAKE YOUR MASTHER’S TRUNK TO THE RAILROAD, IS IT? OCH! BOTHER—DON’T YOU SEE I’M MOVIN’ A FAMILY?”