Judge — May 29, 1886 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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4 . For the god of love, having led to the sweet misery of the honeymoon, leaves his captives with a laugh of gratified but merciless ambition, and has time for nothing but the search for new victims. Mui of the Court. A Georgia poet represents Truth as of the masculine gender. We have long suspected this. They are so enthusiastic over Oliver Wen dell in London that they invariably speak of him as Holmes, sweet Holmes. A twelve-year-old lad in Pittsburg has » a drama, and still it is claimed t this country is sufficiently protected. They have had «# shin-kicking match some- where north of us, and it is a wonder the com- batants didn't kick each other's brains out. y be true, as the ex-president of the “acy remarks, that sececsion is an: tional and constitutional right, but then so is death. It grieves us to be obliged to correct the Sun, but the expression ‘* The most unkindest cut of all” should really be made to read * The most unkindestest,” ete. The romancing of Miss Murfree is about isto marry a big Tennesseean, and no written or unwritten, ever recov- ered from such a fate as that. As it costs $500 a day to keep a swell yacht in motion, it may be rationally argued that the New York Herald has a few subscribers and some advertising patronage yet. Europe, according to Dr. Fisch of Vier has 12,000,000 dogs, or one dog for every si: Littie Trista’ Bia Germax— t's who it vos.” A FORTUNATE ESCAPE. JUDG K. teen men, and this without counting the dogs of war, which are sometimes even more nu |erous. Seventeen divorces were granted in a Phila- delphia court in one day recently. When the | people of the city of brotherly and sisterly af- fection want to select life partners they ought to come to New York. Mrs. Mary A. Hunt says she has voted several years antl there is no beard on her chin yet. Now the ballot does not achieve miracles. Suppose Mrs. Hunt give her chin a rest for five minutes and see what that will do. After all, the Greeks are going to whip the Turks if they ever have a fair chance to fight. At all events we notice that the wily and un- scrupulous Sam Cox has introduced the sultan to a new kind of American cocktail. When they got Herr Most into the Tombs the first thing they made him do was to take a bath. He said he had been a prisoner in| many countries, and the cruelty practised here | went beyond everything he had heretofore ex- | perienced. The Churchman says it doesn't want the chureh turned into a concert room—it proposes | 4 to ‘abolish all music calculated to attract or | amuse.” Does the Churchman go far enough? | Wouldn't it be a good idea to apply the same rule to the sermons? As Geronimo has been driven to further murder General Crook's advice is that he be surrounded with silk and reduced to subjec through the medium of tears and soothing syrup, some experienced mother rocking him | to sleep meanwhile on her peaceful breast. In Henri Rochefort’s last duel four shots} were exchanged and nobody was hurt. There 4 | cidents, however, in these matt well called mea liar?” Littie [risuaan—* Och, some little chap ought to be very thankful it wasn't him.” | She leaned from the window and whispered to me, With a smile on her face that ‘twas heaven to “Till I almost forgot what I wanted to say, And I tried to look careless and bored and blase As I murmured adieu and had started away— When—she whispered to me ! She leaned from the window and whispered to me, And she looked rather scared—though she tried not to be— Asshe nervously twitched at the lace of her gown, ith her eyes cast so prettily, pleading! And her brows wrinkled up As—she whispered to m y down, I remember the window, the frown, and the girl With her eloquent eyes and her hair out of curl; L remember the touch of her lips at my As I bent, at her bidding, the secret to hear ; But the principal thing—T've forgotten, I fear, What—she whispered to me! KITTIE K. as others, and some day Henri will awake from a spell of faintness to find that he has put a ball through some portion of his own anat- omy. Matthew Arnold's daughter, who married Mr. Whitridge here, says she came to An! merely to drink a cocktail and see baby. Incidentally she got the Ameri band, and that, greatly to her astonishment. proved to be the most amusing of all her periences. They say a man can be cured of rheumatism by burying him in ground up to the neck snd keeping him buried nine days. We should think that after such an experience as that the man wouldn't have spirit enough to ent rheumatism or anything else, with the excep tion perhaps of a coffin. George Bancroft says he never worries. It is a good idea to adopt that course of action; but it might be greatly improved upon if o should also resolve never to get sick and never to grow old. For we assume, of course, that all these things are within the control of the y resolute individual. When Theodore Roosevelt runs for governor of this state it will be as the chief rover of the unfettered plains. Theodore just at this time is hard at w wearing a red shirt, chewing tobacco and killing grizzlies, and his return to ivilization will be marked with all the enthu- siasm that belongs to a Buffalo Bill parade. ee A very pretty girl in San Francisco is under arrest charged with being a vitriol thrower. This kind of business is never safe in the hands of women. They can’t throw any better than they can shoot. A very pretty woman in this city tried to destroy her husband's beauty, and she is at this moment the most hideous looking woman in Sing Sing prison. comicbooks.com