Judge — November 24, 1883 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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Election Notes; or, The Opera House Mystery. Betwirancen ke street; Uw A bureau and mixes quart pail Tt was nv Refreshmen of attenuate * pumpernick of flabby. h bureau, whi the other the wife of body; w plank fully she « trembling woman, ing in it.” examining averted womiay the uni sawdust as “Somebody's Darling.” atward view judying have been fe tter wt Vve her com erampod—she wear two, more attrac tail und sleeve before udnii tive equainted 1's pink e\ponsive in material T think, liste’ bill mast be Uh longest serial walks in beauty like the night Your wife found The beauty may bs eal right But you ined te ask That eye like violets blue Downe Inet = any fell tinted Lashes, features of this ject. the tir I veuth wing. Well, and what is it?” bh Have vou heard the new mnmurmured bitterly, as he ravaged trae » thunde of his ‘repast, with taking his ec with ¢ sumptuous sleeves th y min * Nominated!” shrieked the imp able woman, and) she sank with restin the lifted bureau Filled witl husband paid that visit ite er the partner of her joys and sorrows, p polices r plank behind the side, he inserted one | and thence drew for uttered, drink, arin Then with « groan he hathed the time has come And ng all was quiet, the added: ++ Belwhanger, vou are I Me nominated!” nominated coroner.” Himmel auf der onishment in ac Then, or expected tid the cop, with bitter sneer, + you the wught it, [thought so- ured her, ‘rise, Sariah: pretty wllid | purity Leide Well, T thou gaume ix Belwhanger. | think so.” said | entle accent * Oxeuse me,” he si he took the bottle and the p: in the floor and set the he quavered in a tre And they went Sariah Belwhanger looked after them, pnt n the hand-knotted friv of the im. ported oil-cloth curtain, put on her bonnet sume of willow feathers, aceful slopin metalhe ulster, of its sealshin muleteers. drew upon the delicate trotters her No. seven nde Donte | the door behind her, locked it, dropped. the | key into its coquettish pocket a nla duchesse, tout with head erect to tell the ibors, From that day Belwh: the situation boomed: the baron ported a transparency upon its fronts tion had its waves upon the whanger, Vo! red tar-bar and pic ‘ a suit r from ‘Simp | lavender, exhaled the rag of and bloomed on * Be mer and Schmitt f heig concentrated form to his con- stituents, and perched upon the bureau in the | “bakery.” inflamed by zeal and he sured them that he held himself at liberty to strike in independence for h truculent accents: * Emake no plec nble before no corporations! railroad king: Down with | Down with the festering fever that bites and ovels and rends and curdles in your veins!” and overcome by his own he burst out into beery tears, lous voie shoulders jassical fold. lined set in, shores and re wched to € whange ns beds of uviety ispensed Belwh. his popula widow whose sign hi uptown fashionable b prattle sweetly to f, and removit the vacuney just opposite the office coroner, scrubbed and polished with | and settled in her nest and sent advertisement with ity to ty, while in the light of bon-lires gged little boys danced and scampered and peeled the inner skin from off their shrunken oranges, and screamed and capered in-their scanty rags. And now the day drew near. Election came and past. Bel- wh was elected, Elected, and by two majority. Overcome by excitement and by anxiety, Belwhanger slept. with uy nostril on his dainty pillow; the draught had all-potent. the band played furiousl telwhanger” were | F Jin the ¢ f her nocturnal drapings, the w ruMles of her drooping cap all floating figure of the faithful wife kept wateh heen my | Ward from behind the burnished ju the mullioned windows of her turret. Yes, Belwhanger was elected, and by two as for the first time he nial desk a called ‘Extra! Extra! dreadful accident! terrible loss of | life! The Opera House has burst and the valets de chambre of my Lord, his Lordship, t | dye see, you know, ete. has went up with the | house!” Then a bell tinkled in the outer off Telegram for the coroner!” * What?” “Telegram for my lord. the coroner!” Bel- voice outside comicbooks.com