Judge — January 31, 1885 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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A Forlorn Hope. “What is the chief end of man’s crea- . me of that being whom you should love and fear above all others?” y do you love him?” ause he can ent off my head.” ar him? ause I’m afraid he will.” What is your only hope of salvation?” “To repent and ‘vote the Democratic ticket at the—last election. A correspondent of Tne Jupcr, now | making a pedestrian trip across the conti- nent, met a white-haired, blind, but devout old lady in jonely cabin in the Greenhorn mountains, Colorado, who does not think | politics beyond the reach of prayer. At the family altar, one night before the result | | of the late election was fully known in that out-of-the-way spot, she prayed: “ We don’t know yet, OT how the tide of our country’s interest turned, but we fear those nasty Democrats have zed the reins | of government, But we beseech thee, t | Ruler, that if it be consistent with thy will, Mr. Blaine may be our Hent, that the wicked man Cleveland be rebuked!” If the country had more such mothers in Israel, it would be in better whack just now. THE POLITICAL GLUTTON, ge is sweet to all, man and child alike. | t naway the people's appeti ‘oon as he found himself alone, he im- | As soon us the guests had departed, led to sample the Mayon- mY, ustonishment, was sent to bed. | mediately pro he grabbed up the k in, and pouring At breakfast noth ‘The sileace || a fair amount of Pratt's Astral into the was like that terrible s before mixture, he commenced stirring it, as he'd on the horrible crime brought fully before j » dish of thes 1 he was compelled to eat. He and he choked, he howled and said he rte but he did. | After he had swal- reful mother and now s could seen his mother do. Bridget sc he put t ator to be left till cal Here it remained till just before dinner, when it was taken from the ice and mixed with | the lol uce. [twas a hand. administered a dose at ipe | some dish, all decorated with beets, and mother and child are doing as well and capers, t “do be expected under the circumstance smell quare loik ‘Tommy | pliced it on the ta before her mistres more, and reve isn't “half as | Mrs. Dynamite noticed nothing pecu sweet as he thought it was going to be. |] abont it, how ver, dl served her guests —_ Behind a fan while they made piimentary remarks —_Witere Echo gets the bulge on a certain ; ; ut her skill in salads, . pions indignant. ‘What is Bob Ingersoll, if Then sandal-wood aud ; not an atheist?” And Echo answered ** a Wielded with arth tt Secure rn plac mouth, ned. med undecided what to 1. Grabbing his clar gulp of wine, and down went the lob- ene and all, o with Mr. Dynamite ot even Mrs. Dynan e him swallow suc lose. Back while the other gue to conceal their un- lutable food in’ their napkins, while amy, the fiend, grinned surreptitio inst. consternation, then — indig seized the lady of the hou She said litt but she he aterrible thinking while the a liberal fork full in his capacious ‘or a brief period dead silence red, and jo with his Ab, Tlove her! She ke Does love for me in that ls he took a She speaks. That Tam No power on te’s fiery glances earth, could m it came on to his 5 more politely manage necs—the successful © burglar isa hospitable fellow. It is always open house with him, A plumber never allows his wife to t into tears, He hasn't time to mend st guilty Tommy ied before the ominous SUPREME CHEEK leaks, | twinkle in her eye ane . Apventisine Fresp—" ll just go for that adver. An English shoemaker has invented a | Desert was soon over, The salad seemed © tising space bald-headed.” reversible boot. We don’t know exuctly comicbooks.co