Judge — June 6, 1885 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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Young He eity by diving off the achild, showed hi Can the country not be quaran- | tined against champions? n = Mr. Cox will excuse the Court for saying so, but how can he accept the ‘Turkish mis- sion? Ts it not alr fun? dy his mission to make Ir xor Counts, like music their revolutionary compatriots, the Italian. ir lors certainly must belong to the plaster caste, young people are no fter nine o'clock, Jol earpente test, but it has improved the local kerose trade a little. aquatic i OFF THE BENCH. Tue action of Ru 1A is the Tuk sone that) spring v up, the lower they get in price. ‘The man who jumped off the 2. His boyhood water, like an ambitious you Greater B bridge has been Called B: ar, who is tables come felt k upon him his wife and married her daughter by a for- I living together i it it is casie# to a wife than a mother-in-law, mer husband, and they are ably. ‘This shows t shake Ir 1s useless to try to check ostentatious and youth were spent in the gravity of the situation as soon sail. Tie ing to extremes the jokes on Chica; feet. Enev and alas! Tanlan is as he sct PARAGRAPHISTS are certainly 0 girls? ng for other waters to conquer, he per: from forms the gi t feat of bis life A Kaxsas man has got a divorce from | ‘This is one of the ways in which bereaved husbands and wives advertise their affectionate dispositions—a sort of obituary matrimonial bureau, funerals and mourning. Tt ts UNpERsToop that the reason why the English re 3 of the Old Testament gave us the name ‘Sheol ” for the infernal r sis that ‘Mell’? and “Hades were un-English, ‘They have helped their fellow countrymen to blaspheme without mutilation of aspirates. Tn the earth, Breathing just the same afr, There There are poets 4 But Vin st there are p ‘That are equal to me Neath the warm-smiling sun, On the land of the sea. Tee-hee! Like rabber [acturning them, y soul a-burning them, sare spurning them Like to the rch they bend Like sticks The Boarding House Again. Mr. Pipkin, the new boarder at Mrs. irindhous’, tasted his tea and then used a Mrs. G., eyeing him sternly from her pede tal at the he | ber I didn’t with trimmin | “ Anything the matter, Mr. Pipkin,” s able.‘ Ah, Tremem- you if you took your tea Will you have something in “If vou please.” “Milk and sugar?” “No, te comicbooks.com