Forest leaves . oing was encompassed with the loss of nothing more valua-ble than an appetite for the next 31. 1904. Some of the men and women who are doing the kindest deeds arethose who have sorrows that are fathomless. Jokes are the cayenne of conversation and the salt of a caricature of yourself once in awhile and laugh over it. Under a sketchy little thin- exhibited by Jones there hangsprinted card which bears the words: Do not touch with canes orumbrellas. *r An appreciative small boy added the following post-script: Take A Ax. -London Tit-Iiits. 14 FOREST LEAVES A Co
Forest leaves . oing was encompassed with the loss of nothing more valua-ble than an appetite for the next 31. 1904. Some of the men and women who are doing the kindest deeds arethose who have sorrows that are fathomless. Jokes are the cayenne of conversation and the salt of a caricature of yourself once in awhile and laugh over it. Under a sketchy little thin- exhibited by Jones there hangsprinted card which bears the words: Do not touch with canes orumbrellas. *r An appreciative small boy added the following post-script: Take A Ax. -London Tit-Iiits. 14 FOREST LEAVES A Colony of Cars. Forest Leaves gives views of ten street railway ears that havebeen located near Rest-a-While Cottage, at Sanatorium Gabriels, andthat will serve as outdoor shelters and rest places. The cars, whichwere formerly in service in New York City, have been provided throughthe generosity of C. F. Smith, Assistant General Manager of the NewYork Central and Hudson River Railroad; Oriu Root. General Man-. ager of The Metropolitan Railway Company; K. W. Meade Assistantto the President of the Metropolitan Railway Company; WilliamDelaney, Superintendent of Transportation, Metropolitan Railway: , Industrial Agent of the New York Central and HudsonRiver Railroad, and H. D. Carter, United Traction Company Railway. One years subscription to Forest Leaves will be given to theperson sending the most suitable name for this new car-colony. FOREST LEAVES 15 The Street Cars Revery. Recollection of a cottage that was once on wheels. By Peter McCoyne,(A Traveling Printer, Seventy-four Years Old.) Well! Well! Well! So this is the North Woods! It is the dullestplace I was ever in. For the first few days I thought it was going to be * 1 u j d. x t j i xm WEBMsSM Im \llk\W WWWl,11
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