I bought this view of 1890s humor from Patty Warren's shop off First and J Streets. In the 1990s, I'd go there after work about once a week, translate Russian --Cyrillic script-- and buy stereoviews. I now have hundreds of them. This particular view has always intrigued me. What were Bottomley and Longshanks quarrelling about? Let's guess.
Longshanks: You, sir, have no right to court my sister!"
Bottomley: Nor have you, sir, any right to object. You know what I mean. Shall I say it, dog?
Longshanks: True, yesterday I chased my wife up a tree --but that's no business of yours.
Bottomley: And was it not your editorial in the Holland Evening Sentinel that read "...it took many rabbits many years to write the Talmud"?
Longshanks: That was a printer's error. It happens!
Bottomley: Is that why, next day, your newspaper assigned you an article on "How to Stretch Your Shoes At Home" ?
Lonsghanks: It would appear I'm arguing with one who's looking for a tizzy to be thrown into.
Bottomley: I must agree insofar as cacoethes.
Longshanks: Which is?
Bottomley: A sudden urge to do something inadvisable.
(enter Carl Jung) Jung: As far as we can discern, the purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being.
Bottomley and Longshanks: Profound and true! Bring in the stereographer!
Stereographer: Fists up! Brows knit! Flash! Well done all!