Judge — December 10, 1881 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. FEATHER TRIMMINGS. © Pravin trimmings are 0 of walking-dresn waite.” much worn on the neck and see Pushion Not. 2W on the breast of as sweet a bird As ever fitted thro’ follage tropie— The soft palm tresses were scarcely stirred, larkness my wearer w as bonny a bird AS ever was poet's topic. One of my feathers was sometimes whirled dark world, s downcast and wings half farled, Till chill blasts strike it, and it is whirled Back to its heaven aa brightly. Now on the breast of as aweet a maid lover's passion, in palm-leaf shade, But shine in Of passing li Who lives ia the changing rer-bind had no softer breast hers, whose beauties I hug so tightly; She is br And has My dainty plamas He ruttles, betime ed and darkly tressed, as may be gu upon her breast politely. her is torn away— Of late his kisses grow closer, bolder— And my thoughts fly hack to the palm-tn Whence my plumage blew on a breezy Now I tind my feathers, when borne away, Most frequently on bis shoulder. spray, ay — For, ah! the race of my life rauteous breast-work is grow! My bright hues fade from me one by one not now aa she once had feathers, and ne'er saw maiden won, But I rather think he'll win her. <b: is run, “JAY CHARLTON.” Ir a red-headed 1 top, is there any man should not be an may be called Bri ason why a white-haired led a silver brick-top? Not long ago a farmer of Orange county sent his son to the city to act as salesman in rdware store. The father was very par about the boy, and wrote to the em- asking several questions about him, especially as to where he slept at night. The senior proprictor wrote back, ‘‘We do not know where he sleeps at night; in the day time he sleeps in the store.” As a salon fisher President Arthur is very tly. PoRTLAND, Maine, exports great quantities of sardines. Of course, in time, the name of the town will be changed to Sardanapalus. Peopte on the Pennsylvania Railroad are discussing the idea of changing the name “depot” to ‘station, As a compromise, suppose we call it daypo in the daytime, and go to the station-house at night. A Lowpon correspondent says that few Americans ever see the Prince of Wales. Pshaw! You can sce the prints of Wales in Tue Jupce every week. AN exchange have been inebri: 1 nowada; * will not te a cocktail. Wuat is the ma-n? A writer ina he has rai: ducks be called lake; but duck al ‘Tue s age. pRGE Wastt A YOUNG Bosto er’s clothing for way. your desk? I put bits of other person in fickle, 2 asa reviver in the morning. tal condition of Gui cd many broods of tame ducks that never swam an inc more than a go 's make the water foul?” ze manager belongs to the pliocene because he did not go fishing. Ane you bothered with Croton bugs around Well, geta hunk of al will take the TWO PHASES OF THE MARKET. Coal going up. Coal going down, 3 that many people who ated over night take quinine E in who has ‘ma- Mr. Evarts wanted to send am Washington to New York the other day; but before he got through with half of the first sen- tence, the telegraph operater told him that the wire was full and that two or three phrases were blockaded near Baltimore. hing is The a puch quinine, but ha ys. tens for We have noticed that weather prophet the awfully sure ones—usu on the difference between the 1 wand that of the Me ly carry Irw ide hotel proprietor who sing, “Broke, broke, broke, Broke on thy sands, 0. C.” scientific magazine p, and he asks, ‘ Can these ater-fowl?” Perhaps no pasture can be called a speaking, doesn’t the A of a barber—a shingle. Oscar Witpe has big hands bees boxing gloves, e he does y, Smith, who is that thin, nervous, excitable fellow I sce in your office | frequently, always looking at his watch?” Ssit#.— Why! don’t you know Robinson?” Jon! Why! he was a big hearty fel- low, hing.” s but he moved up on the line of the N. ¥., N. H. & H. RLR. about a year INGTON could not tell a lie, on lady who donned her broth- a little lark was detected, be- | cause she got on the pantaloons the wrong | ago.” She 1s now a re ddjuster. Joxes.—" Oh! I see.” TipTON says there being too part in their ne | caught his scrubbing out the interior of th re | Thanksgiv ose with soap and water, and soft soap at that, ingerbr it behind the desk of eve the office. Croton bugs