Judge — March 15, 1884 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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1. “Here, waitah! more beer.” He come home full all walloped him. He the mewhere for mam to sorter boil was this mornin’. over, and mam she gin’ around. in aitin’, like Tam, down,” “You haven't much land cleared on this woods s 0. Pap says if there was more cleared be more work todo, and he’s philoso- pher on work, mam 82 It seems to me that your chunking up; it is full of hole “Tr don’t seem so tome. You se hogs should get in they have plenty of plac to git out again, We wouldn't want ‘em to all the time, would ve you lived here since we moved out here. age to ma needs p if the a living on this “Why, he don’t mani thing about it, “Do you rais , but there’s el our father no ir ) single income.” Why, when you children are hungry and crying for food don’t your father go oif and g thing “0 ye: He generally.” ‘Well, could I not get a drink of water, at least?’ Tam very dry.” “No, I guess not. You see our well fell in this morning, and we can’t find now where it used to be.” “‘T suppose you were never caught in a to think any- ket?” ome besides? goes off and gets drunk they'll have to run faster than an if they do “Tse your cabin must be a cold one vinter to live in.” “Yes, it is; but then it makes up for it in the summer. In winter we shiver harder to keep warm, you s “Do you help your fa “Tm eto in her on the place?” around the place about as much as he does, and when the: any- thing to do he aint here and soam I.” ~ “Ts the rest of the road as bad as this?” “Oh, no indeed; it’s worse.” “As my watch has run down me what time it is (Looking around at the sun.) ‘I think it is probably a little later than it was; perl about fiftcen minutes. You ought to your watch wound and wrapped up all the time so the hands would always point to the sun when you're away from liome.” “Time, I suppose, amounts to nothing to you folks her “No indeed. ‘The man pap bought this farm of gave himall the time on it he wanted, and since then it has never bothered usa bit.” “Ts there no town at all on the road?” Vo town on the road, but there is one an you tell |- | on both sides of it which you can you cross the | on the ro: “How many miles do you think it i “Well, it is about half the numbe miles you'll think it is by the time you get | ood day. You are a smart lad.” that’s what every bundle of ques- comes ridin’ past here on horse- back thinks; but I say, Mister, hadn’t you better have your horse hold up his feet so he'll keep out of the mu I heard an aboriginal yell, and as [ looked back I saw him in the hands of his mother, completely unmanned—but tcomaned. hus nrown X . mark Witness, A.W. BELLAW, Genius in the Rough. [somnwnat rowan oy cestes.] Lixtesp to make a livelyhood out of my pen, so “rite medowna roge,” as some other bos Titer es T have a tern that and jenins is always found on its own level, tho’ its apt to be a ded level, for they seem to take as much stock in the ded riters they do in the live ones, which don’t sute my notions, for [hold a live dog is better than a ded’ poct. Twas always subjec to fits of pocttry from the time I was ten’ years old, and my pairents had me reglarly “bled in the poettic vane, but it was all in vane, the more they bled the stronger it wad bust up. Twas only thurteen when I rote Gemima had a little di At feedin’ he was such a hog, ‘That when Gemima’s hand he kist He bit it sharp off by the rist And when I was ateen, I rote: snowy witeness of her kurls Gave fits to all the other gurls Her emeruld eyes and ruby nose— last line ended in klose, but I forget it now. Still it shows what Icando. I hed another 2: Kitty wore her hare in papers, Kurling papers all the I dunno why Kitty dun it, Fore it med her luke a frite in wurds of 6 sillybuls. Oh! T promise u T was a dazy at that politeicall, hystericall, eastheticall, fishy logical, meatey logicall and every thing all been esy to me. Told my parients I wanted to be in the preinting ‘bizn So they emprintissed ine to a calico printer, from whence I rite. If you want aenney artikles in my line you ken ‘let me no, but mind I don’t go out in the mud for nothing, so don’t ask me to kall unless you mene biz- ness. 1 cud rite proses yop Me kard enclosed but not for publication. hut T ninst.” A Lecture on Flirtation. BY MONSIEEK DUDE DETRIE MENTALE, MF Flirtation It by nom luces & very strange sensatic bles in} And yet it i species of And is to be met with in every nat To an extent that de It very often produces irritation And when it finds its It laughs in the face of the my tic It is one of the subtlest things in creation Some say it takes its rise in the im But in many eases it is the n times of affectation, calculatios way inte ation, ‘nt ministra. nation, t of calculation, mnetimes of real admiratic When it may lead on to adoral we utter detestal a time-honored cu And the Or is selde Yet it occurs min every nation hy it comes under ne riled anil uy It has a thousand forn special classification, sa necessary qualification, ninistration { communication ler every Like a sermon, it may have two and an appli cation I some subjects it leads te emaciat In others to exhilaration Iv is very prevalent in the pre And, though Leannot speak in its Ladmit it is a very char And so I have And frequently mate iMustrati¢ And though [speak with My views ure still ea And it does Into any individual Or knowledge of your habits or oceupatic To justify my full expectat That you will all, when you i ustiticat! tion en it every it the bject of practical tation, nonstration, much penetration ization, , indulge in flirta. So L can only hope you may find it justify every pleasant anticip And in that case you must accept from me a very tulatic Frank Base robbed Jane C worth of jewelry a few days to Chic ical. profession, and. dc was put in charge of the cw enough to rob the pretty J ne of her ‘Cann get it back bya little diplo- I manager, to whom the wtated, sent for Frank, offering him t. ‘The unsuspectin rrived in New York to find the engagement phed to fill was in the ‘Tom shis cell and wonders how Jane C: sell him so cruelly, for such a Price. nn of 872 » and fled bers of the theat- DeaTuLess execution—paper hangin comicbooks.com