Judge — January 7, 1882 — page 8: what you’re looking at

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Tue old ladies o i me time, a sensible way of ning their husbands and sons te As soon day up, the g rest brook and plucks mint, which she boils into a tea as a tonic for the victimized ston aken in large quantities. Then she goes to the chicken tures a fat chicken, that bi which roosts next to the rooste up to him in an auntlike way, ered the best; and of this bird she makes a strong broth, The tea and the broth bring the hardy and much applejacked son of New Jersey upon his fect sooner than a Lexington avenue doctor could recuperate himself. $ the man comes home, after hows that he nl wife goes to the bsenee, an op and cap- lazy old hen snuggles nsid- AN American traveling in Europe recently wrote home: “I find, as I get into It that my darling bride has the name ofa Ne politan coin—the caroline.” The friend wrote ‘I “Tt is nice to such valuable names. If the first one 1, you had bet- ter call her Millicent.” have ‘AN cconomical little boy, who was riding with his father in that part of Westchester where the Croton and the Bronx rivers roll their liquid lengths along, and as yet undi turbed by the bibulous demands of the thirs' conduits of metropolitan civilization, sa is it that we pass so many gin mi when water is so free up here?” w forthe streak of lightning and his first very loud clap of thunder, and he asked father what howled so, ‘Oh, that is the aid pa, to get rid of him. “Yes, yes,” said the lad; “just before that I saw the Lord firing him out.” County first time a hi Beats the new y onthe first page of your diary, tle epigram or historical stance, say that rum is bad ception. For the man who starts it raises cane. A MEDIUM in Chica; which snatehed his w That is an old trick her goes up the spout, and the vi trace it to departed spirits. a spirit appeared. a wateh an always St nedy good. 10x for a new: song for Harry Ken- She's as dumb as an oyster, and as unlicensed do; try insult shop-¢' licensed —to bit Vhat this part needs for the ol ‘oung- men who at twilight are dogs that are Why is it that a man on a bicycle always louks to see if be is being a Mr. Matoowy.—") shirts patiently or get'a shorter armed husband,” CRocopiL ered, as it was in as an edible luxury; and the question to be decided at the next meeting of the Union Club will be whether it is polite to take him in your fingers when you eat him. Tur dentist should be a good oarsman, He is used to pulling in single sculls. ident does not seem to take very sents of butternut candy from Vermont. r, indeed, does he take much butternut taffy from those of the South who wore the butternut during the war. kindly to hi Ir is the polite thing to say toa Mexican girl, when you meet her or write a postscript “1 kiss your feet.” And yet you hear a Mexican girl “0, kiss my to her: neve foot! Mrs. Brow! wise when she s: Mr. Brown ki: | had been sendin body else.” is a shrewd woman, St , “1 knew bythe way ed me on Christmas-eve, that he in jacket to some- Mrs. Liversone is lecturing on “The Boy of To-da: We hope he will have his liver more sound than some of the Boston radicals. It was a little boy who saw his father’s silk | hat very rough and untidy | week, and who said, ‘Pa, your hat is waking up from its nap.” A HARD ©) e, Bridget, Lean enjoore this no longer, 8, andl now yore got to get the washing for a longer armed man, Tre wore that little Snip's A HEALTH writers: that water cresnes are not only good for biliousness, or when taken for a cocktail, but that they are a fine stimulant after an cnervating bath. Trac enough. We noticed at Long Branch, last summer, that Charley and Minnie when even in the surf were enj Tue Herald says that the best o; comes from deep water. We have noticed this in Church stews, It is now brav work with one side both rted that a man can his brain as well as with We know several people whose ins work in their double uppers. A younG man tightly sli on Fulton street, when he w: adeafand dumb man, who began fiercely to talk with his fingers. “All right, young man,” said the young fellow, “but don’t run the scales on me too hard, for as a Steinway nt was standing pproached by | grand I'm a little out of tune.” PersovaL: “If the young man who was kicked off a front gate, shot with mustard- seed, torn by the dog, and stabbed with a fence-rail, and who killed father with a hatchet, will return to Nevada, all will be for- given. Mary DELL PHILitps goes around Boston hunting for organ-grinders to play in front of his door, the music being liked there. He scems to love the crank. comicbooks.com