Judge — December 8, 1883 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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square I'll. go in; tho T reckon that’s more’n the show is worth, ‘ He took the dollar, bit it to see if it was then ushered me intoa room darker’n sez he, “ but sit rite ke hold of the hand ch side of you, and don’t let down inthis che Twas plumped down into a cheer and my hands was grabbled, and such a squeezin as me grone to think of it. 1 I kould, then I jest give ind whatever was a holdin om went over with a heavy thump each side | of me on the floor, ‘If your sperits, your solid ones, I, “LT reckon next: time you'll no how to treat a lady Asolemn voice sez, ‘don’t let go hands, lecause that disturbs. tl setric current, and we shall ations.” The unknown, cach side of me, were more mild in their demonstrasions of regard after that; and purty soon [ smelt a strong oder of fosforus, and then spark o fly, and the solemn voise sed spirits of the dere dey purty nere me apy you kan ask any question of the spirit hover- | ing over you and it will answer through me, f mejum.” ‘d like to know whose spirit it is before ike up a konve sez I. * Are you not a widow,” asked the solemn actly, tho’ I've expectations that 1. pirit hovering near tells me that your husband,” sez the solemn The he was on voise. I must say at that I was skered. My hair riz upand Twas on the pint of rizing up myself when I was pushed flop down in the chere. This made me mad, Kroaker, I'd like to “Goon,” sez the “Do you know this and sez I, “Mr sk’ you a question.” plemn voi all that’s happened on ou left it for the grate | voise. Very well then,” that [did marry Bent of that money you was will away from me,” [ don’t enny thing further to say, n't take the trouble "tL want to s ey 5 I don’t know of cuny body that du “Don't you want to know if th parted is happy in the spirit land? that illize, nyand | T ain’t particlarly anxions, i ded akording to his works I don’t avin a very jolly time of it.” ark now disappea glad of it, for there was a gre in different parts of the re and there was a dim, bluish lite and T dis- called a kabbynet, and y stood on tip tow to for it whispered that the spirits inside were | in. ‘There was a dreadful fumb- ound for spirits; and I sed I thought better let me go in and help ‘em dress | the oekasion, but the thanks; so I waited i till a tall one put ina It looked for all the world like one of Cesnola’s Cy- prite antickertys, patched up by Galen, and I'd hey sworn it was one eskaped from the se: I kould | broken heds, sum Jeklined with | | THE JUDGE. Lapy or THe Hovse (to Cook)—Maggir, are cooking.” CooK—Ok yes, min todo it wid. Twill, And ye see ypollytan Museum Int drawn pockit and fir va holl if a fellow nere by toy pistil from his brest rite into it. and suela jump nde thy ntic, if not an . aman in the krowd who seemed to be manager of the kum up and was a goin to fight that fired the pistil. cant the feller * sez he, The fell raft handlin. “Don't be afr: he Jooked ruther skeered at sich 4. sez 1. Then tur method i thorough one Do you : ver a-tremblin with Gun powder and este bit in the and skri : i the shot was fi at it, | spirit, it deserves to be made one, I’ve got to say This w The meetin; en furniture, and a spirit badly wounded; it didn’t say where. you going to the funeral this after- asked one lady of another |, yes, if m ; al don’t brit home matinee ticke A the litter, A rough diamond—A convict breaking stones, baste the duck you Twas jist afther comin for nadle an thrid Fresh-Air Cranks. Ma. Jener—Resrecten Siri take up my pen tow for a few lin ject of fresh air crank the day. i aint no re pondent alltho i hav had seve who v they are dead, them eranks as you have been a picturin ov aint the wust—a man as will go to bed by hisself and histe up the winder to let the il in can do as he likes and be blowed—he wurts nobody but hisself—but a in, or both, who will set down in a rail- way coch dl histe up the winder wide, with a dozzen or more people behind with toothakes and colds and swummins. in the hed with rumaticks in every blessed jint and w. [saya man or a woman, or both, » will do that, 1s wuss than if he comited crewilty to animiles, but the worst of all is for a Woman or mon to set-in ; coche at the rear end of a winder wide open with a babby behind her or sum other week pusson with no she or them drest up in a canting flan like artick an ora ag whe she wus po sum out dore situation in Alask them cool limits, them peep enuff air inside a raily outside is don’t orter bi climent. son humble servant chissin for or one of s can coche when th nd cold as ice wa , the roof is theyre natit at present from your COLUMLUS WASHINGTON, “In’s a very wise mi | own business howadays, who knows all his ays Mrs. Grundy. Boun-Fackb—The tramp. comicbooks.com