Judge — September 6, 1884 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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as tar i i} | AR Th | ; i} Lil 14 A Sure Cure, “T pon’t see why it is I can’t ever find anything in my pockets,” he observed, angrily. I don’t see, either,” she re nly have pockets enough. “Too many, I guess. Oh, here it is! I expected; in the last pocket, It is that way.” “Well, it is easily remedied.” “ Tow?” «Why, look through the last pocket first.” Ex. ned; “you Moral for Husbands. Mr. Minxs—‘* I don’t know what we shall do. have lost all my money in the Grant & Ward failure. Mrs. Minks—‘‘ I am not surprised Mrs, in to-day and said her husband did not lose a cent.” “That is strange. was.” “But he drew it out three weeks ago, at the request of his wife.” “My gracious, you don’t say so. “Yes, she and’ I both demanded money for our spring wardrobes at the same time, Her husband yielded, but you, my dear, refused.”—Philadelphia Call. He was in as deep as I In a Cincinnatti Sanctum. leader itor. Has the article yet?” it came in two hours Manacine E writer sent you | Foreman— ng Editor—‘* What is it about?” Foreman—‘‘ It is about the danger of drinking ice water in warm weathe: Managing Editor— Good subject. Has he looked over his proof ye Foreman—‘‘I sent it to him, but it came back untouched.” Managing he correct it? Foreman—‘‘He is too drunk. phia Call. Strange! Why doesn’t ”— Philadel- Lovely Time. Miss A.—Yes, I have just returned from Canada. T had a lovely time. Met every- body in the best society. ss 13. —You like the Canadians, then? Miss A.—Oh, I did not associate with Canadians, but Americans. The American society there is just splendid. Thad such lovely rides with Mr. Minks, the rehypoth- ecator, and Mr. Finks, the ex-financier, and Inearly fell in love with Mr, Pinks, the handsome young embezzler, and I just wish you could have seen Mr. Blinks, the eminent defaulter, lead the german. He is just too sweet for anything.—Philadelphia Call. Domestic Intelligenc. ‘Is Mrs. McSnefter in?” asked Mrs. Yarger of the servant who took her card at McSnifter mansion, on Austin avenue, No, she done went out about an hour “Tam sorry to hear that she is ont. when will she be back?” “T don't know when sheg winter come back!” but I ken ron up stairs and ax her for you.”—Tezas Siftings. THE JUDGE. A Golden Strand. I FouND upon my collar caught A single strand of gold. What mem’ries back to me it brought— But then, the story’s old. For one and all have once or twice Had on their bosom rest Their darling’s head, and thought it nice To feel her throbbing breast. Whose heart pulsations seemed to speak Of love so fond and true, And for a confirmation scek Within her eyes of blue. We'd dally with a pretty curl, And smooth her wavy hair, But when we'd find our coat all oil, Great Cawsar, how we'd swear! What Victory Means. Two or three merc! talking about the prosp from a politicrl standpoint. “Well,” said one, ‘the election of either man will not effect me very much, but Jones, there, ought to make a big thing out of it if the Democrats wi “Qh, I don’t think s0,” responded Jones, who was representing a’ big whiskey house, “The deuce you don’t? Don’t a Demo- cratic victory mean a big demand for whiskey?” “Of course not,” “Why not?” “W fe, you blamed fool, do you think if the Democrats win after all these years of deprivation and anguish of soul, that they will take whiskey in theirs?” “T should think so.” ‘Well, you just bet they won tia been good enough for twenty years or more, but victory, next November, means | champagne, champagne, champagne, three | times a day and between meals, and don't you forget it! ’Rah for Cleveland! ”— ‘Merchat Traveler. cts of busin A Brave Man. “« THERE goes a brave man,” said a citizen, re nting to a pee » “Te is one of the bravest men I have ever seen.” «* Was he in the army?” some one asked. “T don’t know.” Then I suppose you have known him to inguish himself in personal encounters? ” “Not particularly.” “Why then do you regard him a brave man?” “Well, you see, sometimes ago, I got a divorce from my wife.” “Yes.” “That man married her.” di Pate faces areno longer fashionable at the watering places. ‘Tan is very popular, but to be in the height of style the wearer must have a few large frec skles artisticall y 8 in a cluster of mosquito bites.— Philadelphia Call, How refreshing it is to the city man to walk through the green fields of the country | when they are adorned with thousands of wild but beautifal flowers. and how it arouses his sluggish energy and sends the blood coursing through his veins when he carelessly kicks over a wasp’s nest and has to run for dear life.—Philadelphia Chronicle. it travelers were | Whiskey | Cleveland's Lament. “Tt is not so, ‘That years ago, Unrighteoug paths I paced; used great woe For I always was chaste “ But a hard row I have to hoe, Since on that ticket placed; For now I trow, Where’er I go, By scandals I am chased “def. Only. A LUNATIC whose monnmania takes the direction of autographs runs violently down a steep stairway leading from a shop, and ims triumphantly to another sufferer whose disease it art “T have it! I’ve just bought one. gehuine ” ” replies his companion “ I The autograph collector “Yes, but yours is only a pi mm the French, ARTISTIC CAMPAIGN BANN ERS. traite of 3teet high, Complete T Ident and Vice <n a0 and Lantern, and of the Lantern, aw Medalton Heats of Jax Miver or gold, mo wox13, 1.0 It ts tmpomatble to describe the beauty of execution and gen: eral appearance of these goods ed them without any competition tn regard ty, beauty, and real artistic value, pet tn color by both Re cents for packing. SCOTT ART COMPANY, 176 Broadway, N. Y. ~ comicbooks.com