Judge — November 24, 1883 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. or touched flew ope it to his liy ‘The bod they fell. guard a who wished to ta ri seat drawn a button nz he drew a bottle fr then sallied forth. of the valets lay just where rdon of policemen kept and withdrew the crowd | 1 bite lin vin te take his hodies—1 hand ome. ruflians!” ot Lealled to sit u po sron upon t ath, speak!” he uttered, with with his mterlocutor to am Fa dthen, and only then, did he see rious visitor. A man abont the height stood near him—in the shin the hotened eb nd glimmeri rbori middle ing countenan the bl ves «well brushed t ed the he knew twas Fow glanc Wilt hearken? WwW ef wdies upon whieh cret—it ala iden livres f Argent Dost comprel . gazed upon the gre gasping mouth, from w of water slowly trick h with droy tering elicid the stake assumption of coronial authority. Ten th the detectiv n t the chin of Gield Mast—the formerful Wonder ty, mighty Gield ? Hat They hud their private lita jewel t ballet nd as I say, “twas left un- investiture! Thou know and Wonde “twas pure pad for.” with stifling breath. bijoutier who made it meant this man, fired by his greed, risked al sent his bill; healone could tell, could name et purchaser: he sent” his bill—to | hits, a valet stood ow hearken well! itn say it was, Hark ye operation! Tcotld have spotted my game ud only been on guard ove valet; bul a valet stood at every bor.” 1 chin of the coroner was wobbled, operation!” he whispered wildly. uy it bby might been, co. at once you It looks like it,” replied the great de- bent over int gorg } silve U roll of golden gullious.” with swell? Avaunt! let us be gone.” | thousand golden gullions coldly gleamed up on the air. judicial voice. bring in the verdict.” VRTUU ly Mahone Comm, sit Ih wow litte E Dem« ems ‘tis the vy Vil doit, though I perish,” s mer with at sinister smil he ud the bill when found? thundered where the wife of the name at the address find it. ites hater a coroner svalets. dle fumbled heir poe! d left his traces on their livery clove he cried box. Hat In the he rumm nping lips v both fect as he bit his enpurples ese ve dead he uttered ina Yes, [repeat it—dead; men a THE COMPORTER ra SSeS arent eooled his parlor “Pam rich, rich bnild myself a th >» Yurru wllis ne en 1 salon of an wan daneed e body of a human create no his prime you w the sport “Hell hath ne fury lk As he lay, she danced np blazing sea-coal, Honser sister at for his living wife's . and. goes to prison Love married Denman, G my ns does history repeat itself; He loved not wisely, but éico well.” comicbooks.com