Judge — January 20, 1883 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. fe Old Woman Who Sat in Our Pew, | Weer the diamonds allezed to have been stol — from Mme, Albani, the pri she knelt int $7,502 wealthy swept by in The Litt Ove Sunday 1 apied her As past her t She was feeble thro’ pity, L asked her to come in our pew. Wuat has become of that Christmas nt wh | Wall Street Byrnes? r8 were preparing for Inspec Witt President Arthur follow Tur Jcpas’s advi . she hobbled therein, | of hee ti : } and dismiss While the rest of the occupants then in the pew Gave me looks of reproval that uigh pierced sme through, | political loafers? a service was over, abe tackled iy arm, | bat said she: Or'll da yew no | | May the blessie «l gerl, be an yew! | far axin’ the loi atefal for 4 |All smiles fro ce holders who have secre vat of to her ¢ maze Way do the clothing people at Broadway and Ch bers streets perinit the sidewalk to be blocked » es o° meailf in yer pe Mayor Franklin Edaon at his des An’, darlint, yer kolnd: it the City Hall ng his tevth and will, faix, OFH minshin ye yit His private ary, M of tied to his head, in sleep thought at another desk. “Great God!” shrieks bis Honor, and Me. G from his ¢ Tie: 9a. w 44 OF'IL nivie for Samthin’ foine in All in tokins far avin’ me into yer pew. Grant, with a chan HN he Lavin’ to yew fal alr, oft after, on Sundays st The church as desi Viv she always a kat me threw, hee come and sit down in our pes lowly erept in The policeoiticer on duty kindly assists Me, Grani his feet. Then, in a voice choking with eme ute, knowing w . For to bel ant, oll boy. Il 1, These politicians will drive as pe-bell itr One day And the «The very sharply, our « no place mal. Let's go back to the ». Wecan stand the racket the you, shail become a murerer if Iam forced to listen t From the litt evant who answer'd it oat to me a boy waitin’ bere, miss, with @ messaze for | chan: 1d woman who sat in your pew.” la s' of any more of these polit Grant—" Your Honor.” in committay is widout awai My heart at that mome 1 for to thrill Asi thought what shed meutione! con will So quick asa flash to To hear from the oh pol ar ene “To-—, 4 his Honor. Enter a delegation of di loor then I flew, . them in. dame who sat in our pew never mind, oifice rict leaders, amokin: ets umes of Bowery samt thas: Obt Oim 4 Her messaze rv An’ fur giv'n me il, to make Dick Ki ‘an faivor Oi ax ye, in the tail o° 4 1a chairman, way fur me buryin beyant on th i y committay of sivin to beseech 7 police jelge, Do ye hear that And wot's m will be a nin’ when we'es ait left, ye ean | CONUNDRUMS. yer bottom dollar on that, onkl man, | Way sume young are 80 fo Wu ew York | | are you gi hicago remind you of 3 Is Cincinnati really the Pans of America? Wary som Wu Is ang men ever get married? ole Congressman Maller’s yellow dog? B. Haskin really ag of Michigan, a a much nicer city than New York? Tuscarora? | Is Senator Fer Is Phitadelph Wir is the matter with Sheridan Shook’s pet cat? Way all rieh Californians pret authorities do not pat muzzles on down- town politicians? Way Sanset Cox, in Co mach like a monkey? Way Mayor Low, of Brooklyn, d Witt, Poles Justice Patrich t Delmonico’s 83, conducts himself so not give al ertainwent? ven Dusty grand banque Wuy Hadaut, the dra young men to stand in front of his Witt, Governor Cleveland be g public know what ails oar ist, employs such handsome | mi enough to let the er Dana? Way some one don’t tell Emmet that © Fatz amo the Gypsies ” i# the worst play in the world? Dip Grover Cleveland really have a big time with Mike Norton after the Manhattan Clab reception? wi Senator Pendleton called | George?” Is he the only gentlem: atleman onze in Ol Now that + poor Tom Costigan” has not been male a police justice will his 260 pounds of flesh melt away? The Agonies of the New Mayor. | t# © his hair, nor's tw en | Gentlemen,” says his Honor, trying to keep his 4 donna, really worth | hand away from his pistol-pocket, “1 will give this | matter dae consideration. ich | ** And don’t yer fenget it,” answers the chairman, as tor | he hustles the rest of the *committay * from the Grant.” gaspa his Honor, when he and his. pri 3 jone, “tind out, If you can, who thie Dick Kuifer is. The private secretary - | jis Honor erassls into a book-case for safety i) the p oticer ina at the door makes vigilant search for bis Honor, Over four hundred and departs on his mi te-chambers, or in the committees are in waiting in the idors of the City Hall, prepared to ur; claims of other eand At last Mr. Grant returns, and bis Honor et feom the b = Dick Kuifer.” well-tillel ny ilonse of B at Black: reading feu Me has done the s Laud at Sing servic Sing, He was tried cto | for killing a man some years azo, bat as he was a hic | member of the Tammany Hall General Committee, be was promptly ucqui He was - “Enough, "groans the Mayor, Lean never appoint him. SLs But you must." was thumlered in his Hone and as be turned he beheld t | counten leader of a x De This man Knifer,” bellows the hs sonal feiens) Mis Hh sir of wt peratic faction, ler, + is my per- 1 you dare not reject hum. jor sweons, and the leader departs with the » who has accomplistied teat objects of his life. ree = Atways in knead: The baker way ove is that hand: what makes Mra. Langtry so exe beautifal sith the prov 1) 4 Reavtar slopshop: Th wet | a mnperance publie-house, Ata vys on and off: The railway passen comicbooks.com