Judge — January 23, 1884 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE, would not wait until after his election, but would proceed to break ground for the hos- pital at onc Nymphia again concurred with him, say- she hoped it would be ready for occu- pancy the day after ¢ and they had better build an additional wing to the » ‘drunk and crag: it would as her opinion under con » is so often disturbed by asking foolish ques- impertinent fof the affair slip- tions, that th ping his mind : One paper has asserted that ‘he going nto work upa boom.” Instead of that, the boom works up the Geni the cart before the horse, as usual. Anoth paper charges him with engaging the National View newspaper to start his nomination for | the presidency, Of course ev » who knows the General will know that story is false. Ile never spends money on for cal purpo: ciple; | he is already 1 the heart of every | Ani ry ol rican citizen: Ils around he'll > slip of paper— Benjamin Butler—repeated at the ballot box, will tell the tly and well, 'T indeed, there | > anew regime in Washington, His | firm stand against oppression of all kinds is well known, He has spent much time already in ferreting out wrongs and abuses practiced on the living, and during the next few months preceding his election he will take pains to expose their nefarious business to the world, in all its sad enormity. “A Fall in Suits.” Ir was a tall and slight young man, lown the street; that noble form, That toilet so cd His Rhine plete? and diamond pin, Ffect loves rey pants he wore And then the tic Were per 1 vest and coat nay divine. And he had on each little boot tful shine. hair was parted straight is Roman nose, And on his manly breast there bloomed A full blown crimson rose Twixt them, th j tion in that line Were anything but nice. He paused one moment on the brink ar, 1 his chin, But only said © By and heaved And then «i Inv But on the ice He mi Ton with fearless front sy street, just startin, I his little feet He's down and upt yes, up again, on his attire Farewell, my friend, go Get brush J scraped and clean, But never dream, that suit will be The suit that it has been. | with a puzzled j head, a usual: INDEPENDE ‘onp Dat Cross Pa— TER: The only thing bad about i And here's my moral. Hark! ye dudes On every frosty day, nu chance to have Fold carefully away And when you take vour walk Anal other dud Unbalanced Bids. SPILKIN furniture attended a few F mornings ago, and in_ the husband an account of the various bids she had made upon several article ‘alking abot bids,” Spilkins, laving down his dune, 1 think the most pro! out observed Mr. vof the Tri- table specul: rocks and it dollars per I Tve a an unbalanced bid into Public Works. I tell millions in it. But I utinned Mr. Spilkins, look, and dirt at ei plexed, “th they mean by un ; you're an idiot! “Tt of cou © how you can and weigh ‘em, can’t they?” sd Them bids is wrote ont on paper, sort of official doc ment like, ain't the in the scales and we ment the low paper dockyment tl it’s the lowest down in the scales, Spilkins, you're too innocent for this wicked . “cause ** Ddreamed last night that 1 was married. tis thal it aiat tr n't it? | RETATION, Ts that a bad dream?" 1 ing world, It got a wife 2 for you that you've with intelligence, Indeed, how you could get al apy with this view of t brown study, Possibly he was think- f those millions he might pocket, if he could only get on the inside track in the Department of Public Works. P Hine Illae Lacrymae. AVE that my heart’s devoted lov U Simpkins, in a broken tone of voice. pointing ont ay lady on the street, to his friend the ¢ + Well, what are you blul t,”” was the sympathetic reply.‘ She returned your love, didn’t she? sc ‘That's just the trouble, She did nit, She said she wouldn't have it, unfeclingly remarked that my name alone was enough for her.” Miss Many Aspersoy will neither marry a duke nor dine with ab will act a little lon more money for her then retire’ to a convent, last happy miblic subs Liss A for this work~ to the verge o and a convent is probably the only place where her phenome- mild tind full scope. mother's famil Could 1 is just a lit ty world, vnrely pure Virtuous ription of mental disorder? ‘The sentimen Know any other bad Yes; there is the det Kind of mental? comicbooks.com