Judge — August 7, 1886 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE. 41 TWO VIEWS. The Masentine ‘iend is he who knows me well, loath besetting faults to tell; feelings as his own rt unknown as, grudging spell. And ha: To narrow, je And though my loy Me in his praise ‘Tis but am ty impel song to swell, ugre way to own My friend. n doth dwell, ing y . So with t uncher grown, Nor hesit asks the settling time to tell, My friend. The Feminine. My confidant is true and fair; Ta trust her truly anywhere, Her dresses fit, ly done— y say our tastes are just as one, h haunting hope and fear. T bless the lucky chance that won My confidant. ‘The dear, sweet heart deems me all fair And loves my eyes, my skin, my hair. Oh, there's devotion such as non You find where tongues incessant run And tittle-tattle fills the air, Ranvourn C, Lew roop, enough phlar NECROMANCY, Mrs, Puawasi (phi- losophically)—"" A. so- ciety woman is like a poorly served turkey.” Mrs. Brown ike a tur | you mean? Mrs. Puawasu (char- y my dear, there \of breast and very lit: tle dressing.” | INA POLICE CouRT. MaGistRaTE—* Pris- loner, you are sixty-one and can look long life of crime Prisoner — “Yes, your honor; I. shall probably celebrate. to- day ‘the golden wed- of my first s FROM THE GREEK. ‘age should men marry t — Accord- ing, to Diogenes, the young men not yet; yure foot aff th’ the old men never, John. Ain't there room! oe rl an th’ ather) Don'tlook agift horse in the mouth—exam ———him all over. nk THE COURT PHILOSO" HER, It is the “cute” sa willean be brok It is the—well—not at all cute heirs that give him the contract for smashing it. The wise p doesn’t try to butt an ash-bar- rel out of Jus way; he just walk: nd itand leaves it there for some fool to tackle, The man that ‘will ever remember the fa- vor” youdo him generally records it, scratched mighty lightly on a chunk of ice. Wrestling with a = boy, it’s lucky for you that your father did not entertain a similar repugnance.” Perel THE HOME RULE QUESTION SETTLED. e jabers, Mike, y Paix, meand me furnitoor is both bre up. . OToole has been breakin’ up how keepin’ and gone to boord at thestate’s expinse, HE DOESN'T CARE. As the president sits on the white house steps And the breeze his bald pate cools, He chuckles and laughs and he says to himself “Tim king of a parcel of fools.” Pan electriestock, | Lashins and lavins galore, And dollars worth about seventy cents, And pensions by the score. Jove ! they've got, But, Lest of it all, I've got a good wife And she’s worth the whole blamed crew ! I'm bound to be jolly for three more years Whatever my rascals knot in yourshoelace, | in the dark, is an aw- fulstrain on profanity i vr, A RDCREANT REPRESENTATIVE. Doctor B. left his) son and heir an annu- al inceme in consequence which the latter lived ata very high pres- sure, Meeting one of his father’s former pa- tients at the races, the latter asked + “What do you do with yourself now-a- 18, e never sees 1 shouldn't hate n The the young man from! head to foot, “Well, my 's too bad intoirely. Thi there they are havin’ a hoigh ould dear | as nathural as loife an’ they throwin’ coals at 1 AT THE WAKE, BUT TOO LATE FOR THE FUN. promised to wait for me an’ ime ; an’ tl ‘pse a sittin’ in the chair comicbooks.com