Judge — March 15, 1884 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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—> nd in want to open your eyes to ‘ous positiot “What do you n “Didn't [see yo woman home from the theatre one mght And didu’t I see you with my own a promanadin with this same woman around the square only yesterday sez I “ What : he, he thought duin something smart She may have a big brother,” nd you wont get let off with a‘ here, for they dont have cither, I reckon, from the fecling of the eds and pillows; but you'll have to marry her with all her paint and powder, or take a pistol hall inside of and shot, sez he. galavantin a youn rails nor feathers she’s married fairly took my | a nephew of mir p maintained a res) town society, should c down here and disgrace himself by { tin a married woman about the city. ‘Yea, married,” sez he, “ How do you know?” *Why, she told me s got it from headqu “You'll get your head quartered, no doubt, if its true; bi I misdoubt the word of any woman who goes ¢ round with other “tbe too hard o} kid at the time—but I remembe; though it was but yesterday Jaber was drawn on the jury, to the county seat for four Brother Blab'ca Twas a as well as when Uncle and w we That was for spiritual, you needn't attempt to give Jook to your attentions to woman by tryin’ to compare with mine, nsolation, and an honorable this married your actions hear the sm: you on the room in the att I went for but h k of the spiritual ki vorstep away up to my James Henry with a camp ppeared through the out- side door before [ reached it. “Within one short hour my feelings toward him have ly changed. I am tilled with righteous ation. Twa injured hu a frail he would be shot by the mand, I'm afraid he wont now A Tale of Two Cities. » walk; but the first street she crossed on rout of her way So she travelled all day And arrived at the spot t lost on A Boston girl came to New York And tried eati with a fork, But the tax and the strain Prove So she went back to baked by too much for her brain and pork, ‘Termine result of the cold snap—a tleman just in from the country reports t ariver was found frozen in its bed up his pRaTED defaulter recently died in ce of his crime becoming known. en, it is not always the poor who THE JUDGE. ONk oF THE FOINEST—** sideralk for, onyray?” My Dream. “Ehad «dream that aie alte I prea that on my uncle's shelf My togs were all securely fast; For rum Td squandered all my pelf, And down to hades went at last And there T met old Elder A pious man, who selde TL eried That you are her dram’ nod heavens! Old Nick, just then, ste tail in mirthful zest; You both served me, I Lee, by far the best.” “On smacks paroxysmal you're sound, Chureh social When church-folks ki T know they'll se pve to see I ‘round, to me jo back to earth, my Serve me as heretofore the san But you,” at me Nick shook his hy “Damn fool, stay he When T awol game.” o with fright dismayed, mind i Aman in saint ed, Of old N y be the best. pressed — A Canibal Canzonet. quite a jester, nted a rester, up the ghoster, Because he couldn't digester BLACKMAILIN 0 posting a letter. phautl are ye standin’ there, a blocking up the Western Laconics. Ripine th across a bare: gh a western State last fall, footed boy sitting on a nce in front of a log n, whittling away ata stick, 4 SLOPE my horse in front of him, id, ** Mow do you do, my son? “You're not my pap, but [ suppose I'm doin” purty much as Palways d “Do you live in that hor “We I, I reckon [do when I’m “Will vou plea to the door? “It wouldn't ple: tor me now te lickin you been doin nothin’; that’s what she . You see, she told me nd [ didn’t do it somet othin x to eat her : in the hous - what a6 you do when you get aw. Mam made the meal sack last week, hh to grease the axe Well, conldn’t I have my horse fed?” “As we've no corn do you think we'd build a corn bin to put it in any town near says there will b the forks before three ve “Well, how long will it take me to reach the next hor “Sittin’ still on that horse of your’n, like you are now, I should say it ’ud ‘take you a od while to get there.” ‘our father around?” “Well, not around so promiscus as he pa jacket out o° and there ain’t bacon comicbooks.com