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4. Well! let's blindfold the waiter, and whoever he touches first shall be allowed to pay.” THE JUDGE. 5. SKEDADDLE, Dialogue. Scenv.—Lady Rebecca Rouseemup's boudoir. DRAMATIS P Lady Rebecca Rouseemup, a philanthropic dy; Miss Sterilla Stylograph, her com- panion and secretary. Iady BR. Any letters lograph? "Ah, you h . correspondence there, I see, prompt anid punctual asusual. Just hand me the woolen comforter I n knitting for the Burmah Mission. in goon with that while read me the heads—thank you, my de now go on. ; ° Miss S. Letter from your ladyship’s cor- ondent at gratefully 39 dolls fully dressed, patch work counterpane, and 10 scrap-boo and a Lady Go on, my S. Report of the association forsend- andwich Islander s of 300 have been col mmittee believe that i continue to act liberally every Sandwich Islander may have a hat. ° Lady R. What a truly noble work! Next, my dear? Miss S. will be Lumpki ider the import sition, lately made, of ‘providing snow- for the reindeer. Lady R. Pat down that ¢ ar, [shall certainly go. Whi Miss S. Oh, my lady, theres of the societies fc and befriendin, structing the from the secre she says your la nd Mission rrow, 4:30 P.M ement, my next?” reports city cats, the desertes for in- norant [ri ry of th a letter Mission; le them all s ian for weep, my lady). ‘Then a resume of the work done by tl on for solacing dis Is of 1760 were sol the ls that is a ‘ 1 Mission. sweet poem, 1 stockin, ndings in the Mud.” titled “Keep your shoc any or, Oura n there is to bx ety for pi , Satan on the Ibrid \ dem dollar?“ A meetin ith, of fiends in awakened; Pin pricks ¢ pillow,” and) * Little Harry in Hade of a bad boy e his t All proofs corrected, my lady most powerful tracts you hai ever written. This is all for to-day. Your ladyship’s ement book is written up very full tll the , that is y three weeks, ‘T'wo hours to spare on Friday after- noon, the 24th. Lady R. That is well, what is my first engagement to-day, my de Miss S. Your ladyship has to receive the for teaching dumb masters to talk, at 11 o’cloc! Lady Rt my chloral now and leave me, my dear, Pray let me know when the deputation ar- rives, and have a neat little speech, legibly written, in which I may respond to their address, A liftle speech my dear, not mor than 40 pages, Au reroir, | Cross Questions and Crooked Answers. Dip you ever hear of a game ; ions and crooked answers?” Well | tl e been playing with one another for the last twenty my part Lam getting tired of » When he comes into y me a cross question rst thing he docs, and, as I ama woman | of spirit and not a worm, I have to make 1a crooked answer, like this: “Kitty, Kitty, is me dinner ready, you lazy, good for nothing loon?” “1 don’t know whether it is or no.” “It’s apt you don’t care either. tamuch, Did you bring hon So it goes something money “Tdon’t know whether [did or no.” | ‘No moncy, no dinner, that’s my rule | And so we all the while he knows well [have ner ready, hot and comfort I know he : n’t please one another to k civil for what we want. Or maybe at night he'll come in and light his piy d Vil say to hit “Pat ap your dirty pipe for me to have the chimbley smok Then he says xd for the spasms: the noexcuse, it don’t have spasms.” yut it hy at, and wh ‘nall that, you don’t ha it E might. — Man's bern a rks fly up.” you might, might yon? And you et chicken-pox, and’ delirium tr hy 4, chin but you don’t take pow- m fill they come.” cough and measle | ders and pills for Ah! yes, I remember. Give me | | 6. THE BANDAGE FALLS FROM TB EVES. Then he'll s | “No use woman who don’t understand. And I'll say: What makes me argue with aman who rout understand. Or, if I poke the fire under, pokes it over. And he opens the window and I shut it. I send the children ont |he calls them in. And yet, there isn't a more loving, happy couple in’ America than re, ortwo that understand one another , though we go by the rule of con and we never say what we never mean what we say to one | Why, about a fortnight ago my husband before Jack Willis that I was the most and idiot in New York. tmuch wit anyw wing with a he goes and Of course and quite right te ly told h of street row he and 1d part, a get one d casy as dane Markham got two, At id he wished | would, but Vd like to he nif he behave respect nin y hearing tif were in the middle put on the pork nner, bless his k tell me, my dear bo of what che es why that downy up} minds me of Sl Well, no, L cannot, after a mina highly Mlattere Jones to his Kespe evidently 1 Jone On a Tidy. A LATT Le: bit of thir A fiend in To sit upon tape of huran al pulverize Wuy doesan Irishman like min 1 7—Beeause he meet a Corkman. Maki | man in mi 4 wron © for comicbooks.com Sie Fee ees