Judge — December 1, 1883 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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Never haa” \hre J om ss uTeost and pla ning th colored plush, wle, with gold threads run- + it ix to be lined with re and is to have white ostr tips all around the edge, above a row of gant whit Tmnust have revenge in some form ¢ as well take anything el an pay for the n't have a horse of my own Til at least have good | Day after to-mo of our weddin surpri him, w will be theannive Thad prepares nd had inv visit, till he havea! leon was t prepared were to Kath- k her Thad jolly Httle banque », now it is too lat rid Dolly rankling in m Doubtless he would be glad to give up wi mothor, sister and child, to spend the with her,the vixen, \ to him, save when the » present; but [ must say he bears and doesn’t scem to mind my chill- ing looks and words. Ile tries to be so ant that Eshould have half a mind to ‘give him, were it not for a furtive smile T have now and then disco about the corners of his mouth and eyes, and which is doubtless to be attributed to reminiscences of Dolly. red. Inrking I declare, my nerves are so unstrung that T must tak of valerian and lie down, It is opera night; and ordinarily IT should be aneions to appear in it. Of course it will be becoming, and awfully swell. will think of it, Oh, were it, not for that female viper, [ should take pleasure in hearing him compli- ment me on my and T would be xing that he wouldn't e bil As it is, 1 can't be and [only hope T shan’t look as i 1 feel I wonder what Heraclitus happy. misers cel. Oh, Heraclitus, Heraclitus! would give up the « the cloak and eversthing else to know t el on as Dolly ever existed, and that your only love was your unhappy and wretched little wife, PENELOPE PENNYFEATHER, A Rhapsody. Io, comrades, ho! Come with me to the Where everything eng And love is the No su ory-man who goeth th t$ aside all trouble and care. Ho, Come with nm I'm impatient Away, aws y to the re mrades, come y nerve a fount of j is the wine ( von! sip from sweete . Eve 's pleasant, no striving to ple: Nothing there but love and ease. LB A mutual admiration society— A young lady and her mirror, and Major L._ were in the Old North State. hey Were stumping their district, and kept upaign. In. those nt towards ‘Tent see there lived an old lady who had ei, sons and four son law. The were anxious to obtain the vote: took the water-bu Imagine his dism teep hill with a bucket of water D S. in the cow. e the old a him she never did’ “like folks wh was stuck up.” The : ot the votes, and was elected by ten COLONEL SMALLTALK liked to tell story, and he caught one Miss O'Brien, to listen. “t think I ever heard the tale myself, and énded and it was all told with the umption of the celebrated ood Biddy ee Tow is it you isther and I, sure, and niver a bit of Ay enterprising ton is charn tem of politic steamers did the our noble visitors. “Lord Castle- by our sy thought the cars and transportation business for comicbooks.com