Judge — December 13, 1884 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. MORE THAN ONE WAY TO KILL A CAT. CAN'T HANG IT. CAN'T SHOOT Surreptitious. The Horrified Husband. the pl. ead horses? A WINTER EPIsoDE. Tt-wasen very bad ‘Tis very strange. Ie pressed my band casts J A Ina forgetful momer His brow was firmly knit; der and avy road, and thoy were’ kept T know he did not under 1 standing a That it would b intra wee ues eWhen? What His heart with grief was wrenchedl The road T'm sure his mind was far away From his uathinki 4 1 Her mouth was pursed to kiss; And yet that touch of Ter hands caressed his cheek; Somehow in some way lingers. Her car was oped to list To words that he might speak: sir, her son! i much to I've shaken hands with many a friend, The kindest and the olde “Confound it all—my wife, But in those graspings all things end So ev'ry cent is gone Yet this one was the boldest To buy your new wrap?—while “*The master’s : ie tell me T have lost both my pure My ulster’s yetin pawnt!” =| she divil a lie in it, sir. The poor onld ‘Aad tanids and cons tion ld euntloe: SOE: Master took ey his bod hen he areeitee the \d slow years count the long delay, rad news, and niver left it, sir, till they put nar aaiid on besveonien. | Breaking it Gently. him in his coffin.” . | . ae | What bad n 2 at was the intelli- But [shall sce him very soon, | A YOUNG scion of our financial aristocra- | gence that aMlicted the old gentleman so Shr'l meet him on the morrow— cy, who had been on an extended yachting | deeply?” His voice it had a merry tune, | tour in the South seas for seve months, “The rn on the bank, sir, which has His touch was like a sorrow and out of reach of all telegraphic and | stopped parment. ‘The credit of the House TkaaW ha did nol wien teB epistolary communication, returned home | is gone, and you are not worth a dollar.” = " the other day. Ile was met by an old and Uncourteous for a minute; h y S base bs ud Gn uae for faithful emplosee of the house To think there was aught in it, Mike, how goes it?” said the | Tir Umpire State—New York, If he were going far away “Well, young man. se But I will have him understand “ Bad enough, Master John, foryour poor | Friendly Republican (to Dem. When for adieu he lingers, jackdaw is dead.” . “Well, hy you fecl on it? That he must never press my hand— “Ishe, indeed. Poor Jack! Tehas gone | cratic ¥ i$ such an unwonted thin Because he hurt my fingers. the way of all flesh. low did he die?” you know, = = “Well, they don’t rightly know, sir; but |” Democratic ighbor — “Pretty well, 5 they think he must have overeat himself.” | thank yon; bt yon’re awful mistaken if Harr Mand 8.!—can beat her own rec-| “The gree 7 fellow. What did they give | you think the victory wasn't wanted. Did ord, and is not obliged to go to Canada in | him so much for?” you ever go twenty-four years without a consequence. “Well, sir, it seems he must hare got to | square drink.” comicbooks.com