Judge — November 11, 1882 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. A. Dumas, pere: ‘Among all animals, fromm man to the dog, the heart of a mother is always a sublime thing.” Sounds as if it meant something, don't it? But be not mi by sound, Probably Dumas said it in Fr originally, and. such an assertion is pardon- able in a language where a mother is a mare and a daughter a filly. Scwmersrerze bought a load of wood last | fall of an unscrupulous countryman, ‘The man represented to him that the wood was: | white-wood, and was the greatest wood in th world to make a hot fire, piteh-pine, of course, j barred. ‘The wood turned out to be green button-hall, which is about as full of sap as most funny papers are of stolen jokes, and burns almost as well a chunk of ice, A ago the countryman came around nd old) Summer » hailed him my man,” he said, © you sell — me a load of wood last fall 7" ‘+ Shouldn't be TnearRArEDY "i Cees ere Aly Lore Let Drea surprised if 1 did,” replied the man from the wood, ‘Got any me me kind this year?” “No; E haven't been able to get « A Crow, who had stolen a remarkably fine | ‘Tir Syracuse Evening Herald heads an pi of Cheese from a Dairy, flew into a tree ticl cher and Hell.” Tur duper did to enjoy it at leisure. While it was holding | not read the item, He felt. discouraged. more, T jemand w + YOU se | “Don't you suppose you nother it in its bill a Fox came by, and seeing the | But is not this juxtaposition eruel, not to say | Joad 7” Well, now, Linight if [ tried pretty enticing morsel hanging from the Cre ak, | irreverent? Did veut tke dieters’ wou, eantatad rents to capture it, “Tow : sweetly you sing, my lovely cousin,” said the | Worbs fail to express the grief of the poor Fox, casting a friendly glance upward at the | artist who, having received a medal for the Crow; “could you not favor an ardent ad-| excellence of his picture exhibited at the asked the rural, in unfeigned astonishment “Like that wood? Well, I should: rather think E did. [think if 1 could get a eel lar full of that wood Md gamble that 1 eo non ginnge, from ‘Som-| Academy, was unable to buy or borrow a " 1 Rom guinges: T " eet Nee BBR a "| nut hell out before spring * or ‘Comin’ thro’ the Rye?” There- | coat to stick it on. upon the Crow laid the Chee a broad flat —— —— portion of a bough, and, pla one claw | ‘THE crop of red mud promises to be unt AN enterprising young man charged with upon it to keep it fast, said to the Fox: “1 sually productive in New Jersey this year, | pocket-picking, defended himself on the learned your little long ago, at infant s from the boots of the newly-arrived | ground that he had never really picked hool. You flatter my voice, so that I may men, | pockets; attempt to sing and thus drop the chee but you see you are several generations x hind the lighthouse, and your second-hand plan fails to work. But now that my cheese is safe, I will attend to your order to show caws.” At this terrible threat the Fox turned tail and ran away and surrende himself to the Newport Fox Hunt, who the by saved the expense of a bag of anise seed Moral.—Get up early if you want to eir: cumvent the sweet girl B infant school. AN exchange wants to know why th is no good sherry to be had in the United tes, Well, there are several reasons. You can't get comfortably tizht on sherry, and the variety of head it builds for next morning is quite unsurpassed. And when good sherry docs come here, the last pk the world it gravitates to is an editor’ and the editor would not appreciate it if it did—not unless there had been a great falling off in the Kentucky industry that year. A FASHION note in an Ohio paper says red gloves are the rage. If they are not the ause of ra in mad bulls, turkey-gobblers I men of taste and refinement, they ought to be, vf rk: Rui » - * Fixweoax.—Iello, Hans, What are yer grovwli. Urn, work: Runn nal station ete in Hommel! 1 haf sold my rote to the Democrats, ant now I haf had an offer of ten comicbooks.com