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Wimmin ain’t sich fools as some folks think. | Now she’s givin’ it to him right. What, is | he goin’ to stab hisself with that sword? No, dinged if he is! | * Hush, [tell you, 1 the friend, “if you don’t & policeman will come around and take you out, podne nT wanted Lain’t in ehnr fe mout I What «Tame chap ain't dinged ef he ain't em down, LE ain't drunk | get oat the worm sh Phad another | mers in my hind Want to take a’pall?” an, don’t drink ain’t a disturbin do vou take m up, an a old ont do you une Et < aroun’ here doan want none, “Jot em keep thar mouths the governor, Bet he'd adrink with me.” Here's to yer. Ah und with a loud sereak he screwed the r back into the bott! The rheu- matic chap is tuggin’ away. What, | blame ef she ain't weakenin.? Wall, dog my That "the way with wimmin, | © was the wid afore I | married her, an’ the eT ever went | eh fling a skillet ext tin next time up bl ink an nT don't tos » blame he a han’fol | ” leaves an’ 1 me Oh, us men is ne she inv THE JUDGE. THE NEW MEASUREMENT OF TIME. Late Dixrr OvT—* at that clock there, and tell me whether Iam seeing double, or whether it is really twenty-four o'clock?” ry. will you ea drink, he in silence. During the sword fight between Star Gazing. Riehard and Richmond he became exe Od they're Mr. all zouns, like fightin® Kets, dl to do retr ot it under | it udner his arm.” i} immediately in ed and contemptu- Where the devil would you expect him to have it, through his bods fool you blame at's a fack the curtain went to kill him off she thing's busted T re 1 Vil go, too, a Yar moved neighbor! an’ blamed ef Edon’t ‘low to have muster arrangements in the Bat I colder tuck a hoe V’ mauled either one 0” them fellers offen the platform.” aveler. quatter as nldn’t do naff, Irkansare A High-toned Joke. “Can vou tell me why it’s dange 2” usked Jones of 3,” replied call it a low one. Jones,” you certainly can’t | mutton). | general. Intemperate Remarks. | Tuat backwoods postmaster, « Jersey wilds, into whose of yped the other day, ription— the lett James Jans, Toperville, Bourbon Co., State of Inebriety. after vainly searching the f tory for the purpose of lc the above town and State, has finally awakened to the consciousness that he has been made the vie- tim of a heartless joke, and has been heard to remark that if he could only cate the scoundrel who perpetrated it he would draw enough of his ‘claret’ to make him ail for a month, and it’ wouldn't be sham pain either; and even if he didn’t b him to his bier he'd m him feel as if he'd been struck by Je . the western femule lawyer, was debarred from pri rin Judge Mallory’s face, is not only goit papers, but will kane the smashing and bouncing busi ally, in the absence of the “ editor-in- Pi. left and trim- The over Tur, printer’s Christmas dinner: shoemaker’s: Awl the delicaci from the "The tailor mini cies (of ‘The politician’s: 3 in wn among | Hier direc. | do | say, in its defend r- | of his Country loo Onn Shaw went up the other night On * Cottage Hill To gaze on Ju On Sat jew the stars; rn mild, and tery Mars But coming down the hill old Shaw Slipped bang upon the ice and swore, T never saw A Slight Misunderstanding. Worst id Fred,“ a Will Unele Sam * Maska must out in the cold awhile wai Aud the M s we'll send to the shi Nick.” te Stat My the “Your think you,” of the future son make another’ said Dick. I refer to,” said Pred, its to build up on a pl atement,” Dick. “shows ‘tis recting right up in the sky.” Centats parag phers are still abusing the new letter stamp. W , that it makes the f little less as if he had the mumps. Dr-tays are dangerous,” as the aged key remarked to the dusky minstrel who as ading his daughter. Geor Roacu is suing Helen Day for breach of promise, It wasa cold Day when ‘he got left.