Judge — April 7, 1883 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Showing the preparations Mrs. MeMoriarty made for Wiggins’ storm, which, fortunately, did not arrive. THE PROFITABLE WEATHER PROPHET. CHAPTER 1 It was the noon of night. what the noon of night is, but "it it, and I’m willing to stal I supply of our most recent five-cent pi that it was about thattime. Thaddeus Aurelius di cine Higgins, Professor of Unnatural S in the University of Mackerelville, stood upon the threshold of his own door and gazed out upon the myriad stars that were doing their eternal cartwheels throu He was watching a gentle, d: about the size of a pri which was meandering along the western I don’t. know I've read about ng horize The western wind was singing a soothi g picnic melody in the branches of a t gooseberry bush. Everand anon the the meditative bullfrc “there mor- CHAPTER U1 It was noon of day. I know w and can gamble on it cheerfully. that is Thaddeus At that mo- ment $ an artist in whit You're another,” said Thaddeus. We shall have rain ere the five-cet ns begin to hustle folks up town, shall ed the artist. Marry beshre n At kit will dead moral certainty. “Then shall [leave with thee this beauti- ful new alpaca umbrella while 1 go and whiten Simpson's fence.” And the conti ist deposited his um- brella and skipped the « p lightly, CHAPTER IH, y. M. by the afor The windows of artment had bro! wih Thadd 1s strolling up the Rue de la rune, under a brand-new alpaca um- As he went, he murmurec * What does it profit a man to prophet for a living unless he can rake in the spoils? Verily | have sown unto the wind and yanked the biscuit. At that m whitewash was d nent a bucket of new-mown posited about his ears, and exclaimed: he voice continued: Hoboken, thou false prophet! andfather, thou art ak thi And the next day the body of Thaddeus picked up by a two-wheeled street ambulance and taken to a freé dump. And he lieth there until this day. ‘Thus was the prophet profitable. Sie semper ab- sinthe astoria ferri quibusdam Lydia: Pink= Wed M Nore. —The jokes on the word prophet are not warranted to stand rain. If you wish to preserve them, put them on a railroad) track and let a few frei run over them. That will 1 » flatter than they are. They may usted up inst a board fence and kept for future reference. ham, _ It leaked out last week that William M. Svarts had declined an inv nd soon aft ion tow pub- Is telegraphs ring in from all parts of this con- tinent and Europe anxiously demanding in- formation as to his exact condition. Mr. y known and respected, and the fact noted above gave rise to the gravest anxiety. GENERAL ANT's portrait is to adorn the new two-cent postage stamp, All the pictures of Grant that we have een nt him with a wart on his ¢! k and ar in his mouth, If this sort of thing 1 enough for the Government, it 1s xl enough for us. Denrine the first century of the Christian era the world was afflicted with publicans and sinners, Now it is aflieted with Repub- licans and Democrats. comicbooks.com