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THE JUDGE. ad by this time got thoroughly wet, the | sight of me was not caleulated to’ give her | extreme pleasure. 1 Heraclitus w Tat my swell suit give a pro- | ++ lovely he apparition hud to look afte lover ha not yet emerged from his g-house, or, as Heraclitus put it, “completed his toilet for the bawth,” Mrs, Dove’ was left to the tender mereies of an old bachelor who wears false teeth and a wig. He undertook to teach her how to swim, and of all the kicking and spluttering Lever saw. | think her's took the | premium when she found herself out of her depth. Inthe midst of the fracas the old | man’s wig was carried off by a big wave, and he struck out for it, widow to the tender mercies of whom it might concern. | Heraclitus immediately flew, or, rather, swam tothe rescue, She clung tohim witha deal more tenderness than the o¢¢ manded, but 1 forgive her, from the surf a tol should be found more than [bargained for, are simply won- uiny disagreeable remarks have that if she had been a woman « would hav hates me with Taye widew and her powers of enduranc rood mde for she came and if To ever “d never derful, oS been mu if go into the wate holy hatred isa fact too apparent to admit e) ieieing h Mr. Glover app of di jon, and ever since Mr. Glover ay nclaborate costume, and, after telling peared on the scone her antipathy to me aps) yoked charming, tried to induce me to go out pears to have increased, Mr, Glover is 4) jnty the surf; this T declined, and when Her very swell young man, and drives a stylish | yelituseame hack he took me out for lesson | Heraclitus calls him a “dude” in swimming. Of course F was afraid, but | fop.” and says he’s “like | after Mrs, Dove's ridiculous exhibition, | ible mi $ of support.” a tramp, without ¥ t going to make a fool of myself, so 1 T told my amiable husband that any man was | {eH Loyang ae hee pthen felt Alude.” nowaralays, that wore gol nyself wetting bevond my depth, Herachi- yes and had plenty of money; that’ Mr to keep my head and feet tus kept telli down in the w to swim by tryin waves all the tin about tet trying to was beginnit k TE was doing beauti- fully, he commenced to tell me not to far down in the water. | naturally. bec disgust and told him that it was a physical impossibility to ke outof itat the same time if he didn’t know what he wasabout Ewish'd he'd let me alone. He evidently thought he had me where I couldn't help myself, and when [said this he let go of me instantly, thinking. I supy frightened. Ie life: 1 was 1 wouldn't man, and, if not a schol- how he Glover was a gen yet ha Psaid Pooulda’t de to craw] upon top of the Aft 1 swallowed fe = ar. Hins enoug his wi Dove, t, que: dents were, Then Me. caught the ‘d punch his head, only he « Tmake much impression « cranium probably cons As for Mrs, Dov but let me one meddling with his af- in't nd then Pteld him fe to her mation rein innocent ac told him it was probably my ima: Jed me to believe he was lunehin: "sthe day he told me had an import ment about one o'clock, mm into an enormous offence. nation that mistaken in’ hi perhaps [dreamed about th light the id if a drowned the next | rd at Cones 3 the | pinnate w Mr. Glover a few fect from ever labored under was nd, as [felt myself sinking, 1 struck aking I was going to have some one to ntieally for him, and was as much sur- | love and cherish me, when [married him— anrbodly to find [ ly keep and then my utterance was choked by tears. head abar ; + to see me cry, so he commenced to Id me Twas asilly litt an at Te v1, and not half so pretty. After tted that she wore false hair, and feet, I felt a little comforted, and forgave him what he'd said. But, to return to the widow, Besides any quantity of sharp shooting with our tongue we have had our bathing match (so to s} and in that instance t least, I torious. My suit was by fa most effective i to hold m t six y him, an an astonished tone of and swim back tom ened by suce more ' E kicks mplished the Teat reached Mr. He! without any help. Now I'm the lion of the hour as “the la- | ). | dy with the pretty bathing suit, that | ame off vic | 4 swim in one lesson.” This is gall and | wormwood to the widow, but has quite a con- trary effect on the ts of | PENELOPE PENNYPEATHEN Wires Sara Bernhardt passed through Hamburg recently, on her way to Copen forty-nine trunks, ‘TI didn’t w iow could she expect to be ? ‘Phe audience would mis- tired waiting ‘The widow seemed sur- vrised, all ple She didn’t now I intended going in the water until she saw me in my bathing rig, and evidently thought she was going to monopolize whole of Heraclitus’ attention, as usual. As tators eral and the tra ed individual wh of the ebjection: A PLEA FOR SILVER. [Brine a poeti je dolar i ‘The land was rich as Muddin's eave Its weal Bat all that Nature lavishly ‘The laws have cruelly tilel newing from day to day— cus the rights that HT has bestowed— Te pay our debts in the « We'd pay in silver rain Wt f you It tinds no silver ai Little it reeks drcums— ‘The tones of the dear ove ured Tow Are silver 4 The tin f sleigh bell Ring silver chimes for the glad New Year. The tannel'd mountain, with heart outripped Ts bhicding still, in its A silver bounty f ane erypt, Millions are Thonsands are rich hy the chanee of straggling for daily bread {tread exultant where feet have bled — The silver the earth ‘The silver gleams, and charity shin Where, like the metal Tunnel the mountains richer mines! f silver and tr Silver the tints of the wan ane Jen the hue of the fair and you Gladden the me symbols fruitaye a ths the two lovinely side armed fron t hack to by Why [hace been a what vith w ing, viding, killing moaju nile full. comicbooks.com