Judge — February 21, 1885 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. Their Thoughts. Tue: sleizh bells tinkle The moon shines « And Claribell’s lau Rin The grind Is music to her ear. Sh ly thinks © Norh Happy beh ' She sits beside her Will, Who thinks, “1 wonder if 1 ean Get trusted for the bill 2” merrily, Md and bright, cheerily at epon the night nil crackle of the snow how fast we she care 1 — Boston His Busiest Season. First Depe— Aw, Chawley, my dear bo: what a wattlin pace you ar goin’ this mornin’.” Second Dude—** dear fellow. work. to me- “ By jove, Improvisin a No, I'm doc Call. Aw, yes, Fitznoodle, my Don't detwain me, I’m ‘This is the busiest season of the year ev, what ierman?” 1’ my creditors.” are you doin’, Weekly Knew What it Was For. “THANK you, sir,” said the polite stranger, as he picked hitnself up from the side walk, whither he had been thrown by tripping over Slimboy’s “thank you. Now [know what you carry that thing for, and why you carry it in that way. ‘Thank you, sir:my curiosity is gratified at last.”—Detroit Free Sterrep owls are considered thing now for room ornaments, to put on book’ cases, brackets, ete., and Mugwump bought one for his mother-in-law that is to be. The family were all assembled in the sitting-room when he came in, and he was received cordially, and the owl was greatly admired. ntly the small boy of the household a: “Do owls like liquor, Mr. Mugwamp “No, TE guess not,” replied he, “ what makes you think se “Why, [heard pa sa “Tush up, James a plate of apples,” sternly. “Well, Mugwump Will you shut up? “As drunk a b'iled owl the day after the Chapman fir and he slid out just in time to escape his father’s clutches. here was an embarassing silence for a minute, when Mugwump said: ** You were correct, Mr. Goodpere, but I haven't touched a drop since, and never will Llive, Miriam is not afraid to trust me.” “T's all right, my boy—neither am how thes founded speeches do bob up again when one | expects them. Boys have ears.”"—Peck's Sun the correct “Go out and bring in interrupted his father you did say Mr. that you saw Junge Tut y rendered his decision in the application of Mrs. Storey, widow of the late proprietor of the Chicago Times, for yearly allowance from the estate pending the decision of the will contest. r of the estate was ordered to y Storey six hundred dollars per month for | houschold expenses, and it ecems as if every thing might run along smoothly now in this case, With due economy that sum ought to tun the house.—Peck’s Sun. dl ber eyes, bright and black, half pleading, half chiding = the stall Gainst the plice where the boy Ste where she lies, Gaze sky war she tenderly p her back Tcen stidis Merchant Tras ** Ows the weather “TLiv’s cold.” enough for me.” ** Ot blooded eh? one trying to guess where the will be dynamited on Weekly. Ax exchange “Ot Auy angh comes in the spot.—Pretzel’s sks, ** Does dairying pay?” Judging from the strong healthy condition of our boarding-hi butter, should think itdid pay a big per scents Nt. Paul Herald. ‘Tue Hudson failure, and ici are afraid their to pay four pri wagons go by we River ice men are ustom s next —Texas Sif crop is reported a sspondent, ‘They rs will be compelled mmer to see the ice For seven years a New Hampshire me- chanic made a’circuit of half a mile twice per day rather than pass a powder-house. ‘The other day he learned that it had been empty for eight years. —Detroit Free Press HE present Emperor of Russia is said to be one of the strongest men in the empire Yet a baby lisping the bare word ** Nihilist will break him up as badly as an editor who has lost a nickel out of his week’s salary and don’t know where to look for it.— Lowell Citizen. Aw Indiana j dvertises a fine pig-skin saddle for sale at that office for half its value. he editor probably did not think what a pointer” he was giving the party who lost the horse. Look out for accountsof # lynch- ing matinee soon in the Hoosier State. Leck’s Sun. Tur Aentucky Andrew Jack. ¢ State Journal says that uld not spell any better than Josh Billings. He could not’spell so well, for Josh, when hurried, sometimes spells “a word correctly. Hurry nor worry never for Jackson to such an extremity. Arkansaw Traveler. A woman may fret and chafe because the pudding is overdone, or get her nerves all in- to rlif her husband happens to. bring home company to dinner unexpectedly, but when it comes to wrapping up a sore finger she stands ut the top of the heap, witha mien free of vinegar and a touch lighter than day —Chicago Ledger. A Drapwoon (Dakota) hu this notice: My wife, Sarab, has Shot my ranche, When I didn’t Doo a thing Too her an’ [ want it distinctly Understood that any man that takes hur in account will get himself pumper 1, that some tender foot will Mineral clame. is sufficient, an’ orter work Chicago Sun, and published so Full of peate him A word Too wil on fools.” G. M. D. Walking down Broadway is v1 when you feel well, and ‘T— K felt’ better than when his friend how he got over that severe cou, needily. “Ah, my boy,” said ’ M. D. did it!” And his friend wondered what G. M.D. meant. He knew it did not mean a Good many Doctors, for ‘T— had tried a dozen in vain. “1 he, just hitting the nail on the hes mean Dr. Pierce’s ‘Golden Medical Dis- covery,’ or Gold Medal Deserved as my friend J always dubs it.” Sold by drug- gists, n” keeps hur On my | He'd a Poem. Ie pa And Hoping wan, Wadd t sought the poet netum dim 4 chance to show it To the editor so grim, Hed a po On the And he Poem, pe n, had the y Check of Dawn,” wehanee to show it, both al nm Poat. LITER si Any one and five * Tafe see the is shorter than that; four letters other.--Brooklun cay in one in Ties. A ‘Texas man has been sent to jail for having six wives. ‘Texas men may be bad, but noone questions their bravery.—Phila- delphia Call. Foc thinks the subscribers of the Weekly Clarion snould be happy all the year round No news is good news, hesays, and he docen’t funy paper which persistently much good news as the Weekly Boston. Transcript. *So Mr. Blank was here to-day Ser- vant——"" Yes, sir.” And you told him what T said, I suppos Yes, sir.” “ Did he take umbr I didn’t notice, sir; but if he did, he'll bring it back Ile’s a very particular gentleman, you know Boston Transcript. Iv is the young lady with the brand new sealskin who is ever remarking, ** How aw- fully cold it is,” while her less fortunate | sister, with nothing but a summer jacket, is “just suffering from the heat,” though the thermon twenty degrees below zero. Boston Transcript. *Wirar’sall this talk about a ©: Cleveland, Deary me, there’s that old cabi- | net Jeremiah made me to keep the linen in, if it was varnished up ‘would be real nice and I'll sell it cheap too,” said Aunty Rarabee last eveni Samuel told her how the were busy making vinet for the next president.— Brooklyn Times. pinet for y when PHYSICIAN Sand Dr gta oS SD trons mea Ger 2.) BITTERS say ki Address COMIC SONGS! | Great Exits ofthe Day!! Masher.” Isn't Tty “A Boy's Worst Friend is Mix “Down de Rollin Mat, Dollie Howe Be roy S MUSIC STORE