Judge — February 16, 1884 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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nd Accepted Bums sq., President of th D, (Stand on the Corner and Mash iis Dames) Choral Society After supper, dancing was introduced indulged in until the “wee sma’ hours the mornin Miss De lambswool, a gn : much attentio 5 ing gv- tions of Miss Octavia Rosenflutl in the intoxicating mazes of the can-can called forth many expressions of commendatic (As these are the only two who settled up with the reporter for notice in your columns, he will conclude his report. by mentioning that all the rest of the ladi sent were a parcel of old dowdies, who would have shown to more advantage at the washtub, or in an asylum for incurable pipe-hitte pund inan atmosphere of light sour Fashion Reporter's eh are extremely low, would it not be wi ladies to come tyf like lithe women for than to receive such a blast above?” A nod should be a wink toa society belle. —[Eb. Jener Grand Opera. WHAT 16 Is, AND HOW IT DIFFERS PROM OretA THAT 18 NOT GRAND * Father,” asked a young man of | cal parent, “ what is grand oper “T don’t know “Why are others e me that if 8 composer opera he would never write Vell, you see, it’s only by experiment that a composer can determine whet opera is grand. If, i the musi and be he audience weary yawn of a man doe: determine the value of an of highest rec ndation from critic of music If, though, the climb to the sitmmit of emergency, and if the audience is pleased, the opera is not grand and the eompos isfied, dis- production, | On one oecasie ait composer produced | an opera which he hoped would. be grand, but there was so mueh music in it, the sin- | dso well, and the andience went into | h fits of ra nd sy . ment, that the composer saw his work doomed | to a wayward life of interior appreciation. After the performance he took the opera and sat up all marking in hope fienest mars The audience became rest to talk busi \ har. | ghboring town ured extensively on an omnibus trade Women drew their cloaks around their shoul- and shivered. ‘The voices on the and fell in shattered fragments. rwent away happy. His opera was ntinne their pat after the : arked ont and the « pronounced imerease in attendance was w vions to an opera’ THE JUDGE. PAST RECOVE ‘The sight of the Old Flag wont raise that skeleton before the music is crossed out—only people who really love the ‘concord of sweet sounds” went to sce it, but after dit w ike to f The man with the dullest ear enjoyed it quite as much, or pretended to, whieh is all the sa person whose ‘spirit was stirred by the ouch of soul-born ha mony. 7 “But, father, if th sweet in the grand ope mother to see them Tam m7 but why does mother— use she is a fool, my boy.” ull people thus actuate that is, all who are honest enough t. Don’t you believe there are people whe enjoy » is really nothing why do you take ed, are they not?” Yo, not necessaril t kind of ps af people, young 1 Tim Farrelly's Poem. If ever you travel across the says to the county of ( Of the iligant folks that are on it You must take the borcen that turns to the right Just forenenst to Cloughbally Mag ‘Tim Farelly’s house will be in ‘Tim's the faith, for writing a poem A mighty sharp n he used to be; Always ati brinkin’ and And a bully hand at the spade and f for to know bin. e, but now y A very sinall dhrop he was seen to t And fell in aid, with a fairy s a If he'd follow a pl ‘Then gave him a crack—a pair of black eyes And ordhers to write her a poem iorse he went to the ns ad felt most dangerous dazy wand called him « fool it he was crazy He borrowed a bottle of ink—a pon » Denis MeTtoem Bought a half pint of the eraythur—and then Fell to smokin’ and writin’ his poem. He wasn't w sue of a thing. And when all his best rhymes he He determined he'd hy ‘© hie called in the nei But some of th nned, and someof them joked Though he thried great attention to show His whisky they drank, his ‘bacey they But—they wouldn't attend t« And when they poked fan, then T That he soon put an end tot Made halves of the head of With a crack from his Sunday sbillal Ani Peter MeKay he stretched For Tim Farelly sw The way When F hem all own to its beauty And now when he s But they 1 And so if sten to Tim Don’t you dar any burl they daren’t even s » with riverent duty For all of us there, have to vinerate him For composing that iligant poem Tur Gonpes Ac Tuk Inox Age A NERVE-US mar he dentist comicbooks.com = Speers 9 SSN : Yan Le