Judge — August 29, 1885 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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SS ee oe —— ee rer > ogee Seen : | Organic Development. “What's this, a book case?” inquired Mr. Riddle of the clerk in the music store *“Why, no, Charles,” interrupte his | wife, you might know for yourself that | it’s one of these vew folding beds. Mrs. Smith has one in her back parlor. You've haven't you, Daisy?” This last to liter. Yes,” replied that young lady; “but I don’t think this is on ‘though. Itlooks to me more like a portable ward-robe.” putin the dapper young salesman, lly stroked his moustache and ance in the direction of Miss ) I wrong this time. The cause of your perplexity is our latest style of cabinet organ, catalogue number, we flatter ours that it is the most com- Ree instrument ever put on the markot, Why, it’s a perfect mullum in parvo, Here,” raising a cover, writing-desk attachment “How handy,” interruy Mr, Riddle, seating himself a desk and writing an im letter, seen it, her dau Du are ” continued the sale man, throwing open two little doors below, ** and here are some very roomy closets—— * How beautiful,” ejaculated Mrs. Riddle. ‘* What a splendid place to keep all sorta of little things. in. Charles, we must have for you know you have no cod place for your shoes and king and brush.” And here again,” clerk, ia a looking-gl “ Tow lovely,” cried Miss Ds ing into the mirror and her bangs. ‘Pa, | buy it.” | bout the music?” ** Ain't there said the you mu “ But what asked Mr. Rid THE JUDGE. MAL DE MER She sut quite mute and heaved a sigh Under the mid-deck awning nigh awnin, Horatio Charles on drawin; Bebeld her pale and All suddenly, the? ne ened and held her bead ght was said, “Tdon't like swells,” said Who viewed the situ sed man 0 While Horatio Charles waved is fan To calm her titubation,— * Of course, young folks will have their day, | But the gal’s jiss throwing b awa All suddenly she raised her bead As he gently fanned ber golden tresses, And she drew away as if in dread— (He whispered love with bis ¢ At such a time, in such hot haste, To say the least, was retehed taste, resses) Relieve the Congestion. There is great complaint of the obstruc- tion about t ches to the New York end of the East River Bridge, and Commis- sioner of Public Works, Squire, says he is powerless to remove them, Why then can he not relieve the jam by redueing t crowd? Let him stick up verses on the bridge—hit then the “shattered hand of Freedom, were. with As it IN THE Conco Si doctor in puntry ite there is only one 00 by GUO miles In ex- tent, and itis said to be the unhealthi of the globe. Go Eust, young de tors, Go East! Close your turnpikes and let the people of this’ country go the old | roundabout road to the regions | Dr. Holmes said, below, as any music in it? * Well, I should there was,” replied the salesman, lift- op ae . Fog anctherearérs ellere son DUE ALLOWANCE FOR SURINKAG have it, four and half oc Ip the te made for shrinknye in. the and forty-seven stops, being Draten—" Tio big? Mine Srent, dot sit vas fit like next anit Jones be have it mu o fit Bartheldin more stops than any other maker akin on ttt et fen yo tak dot batth ehowal eons dime. statue, He will puts on an instrument of this |" “uf % much for de shrink. See! off the beach by the Guard : for shipment complete, for eighty-two dollars, ten per cent off for| sh.” | Oh, pa, do buy it,” pleaded Miss Daisy, | souncing down rattling off the first lines of ** Sweet Violets,” ‘the stops alone more than worth the mo 4 But,” said Mr. Riddle, all connected with the music? nly,” replied the salesman. * Well, do you think you will ever put a stop to these other attachments? Ha! Ha! itt re the stops ‘T guess not,” was the answer. ‘ Our inventor is now working on an instrument to include a wash-stand and bureau; aud a folding bed attachment is a mere matter of an building is only in its infancy Better take this one, sir.” »,” replied Mr. Ro “1 guess it will y to wait and what the fature will develop. When the cabinet organ. attains such perfection as to inclade a coffee-mill, t, clothes-wringer and grindstone attachme I'll consider the feasibility of buying. Good morning, sir.” ROBT. MORGAN. English as She are Spoke. “’S too hot to ea himeclf at a table in the cafe, and mopped his weeping brow. “Yes, sir,” responded the waiter promptly. ** What kind of a stew, sir? “Stew! I wonder?” “You ordered a hot stew, sir.” “Ordered nothin A hot stew to-d We have—— Who said anything about astew, whew! Isaid ’s too hot to eat; that’s whater said, man; and I don’t know whater came in here for.” ‘Have something cold, sir. We have cold beef, cold duck——” “Cold duck, eh? That’s Just w want—a cold duck—in the off for Coney Island.” Ile vanished, and the waiter he left b hind him looked dazed; somehow like who, in trying to help another out of a slough, had put his foot in it. er ata, I'm he said, as he seated A Lawyer Put to the Blush. Doll, the tailor, had a lawyer whose ability was mainly shown in editing his fees which were settled by the primitive pre of barter, | One day the lawyer had entered judgment against a ranaway debtor for ten dollars and sent his boy to bring back a dress-suit which prudently ordered to meet his fees as y were falling due, ‘Tell your master, said Doll—laying an angry embargo on the clothes— that the more suits he wins, the more suits I lose. But at least the size of the suits ought to | have a proper resemblance, His services in | this case merit nothing more than this. | _ With these words he picked from a plant ina pot on the window sill what would have made a modest enough dress-suit. in Adam’s time, but a suit which hardly suits the taste of the male sex, at least of our ow The boy took the | towards the off leaf and e with a se walked aber step. comicbooks.com } ate