Judge — September 25, 1886 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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THEY ARE NOT BUILT THAT WAY. | DRY woors Lam a free be it from me to expose any of the stcred SL seerets of the craft. We working the third on 1 Twombley spectable young. ss. Garbled accounts are in th to the streets with a cal t. when knows that in the third degree it would be a hawser ed under his arms, Twombley y one . and was lifted off the g i fainting condit The saddle had just been removed from the and the gong | sounded for the junior and senior deacons to array the twenty-four swordsmen in due form and ancient order for the candidate to r their gleaming blades. The rising sun and the setting maul were in their proper places and the bonytooeh was about to sound low twel when an onnnous rumbling was heard and Twombley whispered to the ey Baa . . tloddl eit jaliteiry on ia tight = z N—* Hit You're the boy Tsaw run off with that man’s dog. light. Tam naturally nervous. It is late, and if you : ENGER BOY—" You bet ain't! Nobody can omit any of the ritual I want to go home. My wife will worry.” The cannon balls were rolled over the floor and the bass drum dropped over his head while the worshipful arose sword in hand, when otidowawwers brake | window, When he struck the street several chimneys struck it at the dive me the rest next week, Twant Ste time and the ground opened at his feet. n down the middle nton style. This masonry is a big thing, /f the roadway yelling Tike a lion, and te asked int what but Lain't no hog. I got enough for this tim rd ws did not know what was going on, but determined to work rs vals when he ado up stovepipe, nd jerks and called for the tiler to come in with the bowl of ANIWnFe wrolind as well aw tsiil'y but he eincerely. belictes that the blood... The io’ wad lifted up aiid pladed an tho tape dy to, Whole terrible twas a part of his initiation. If a customer comes be fired down the room, when the great lights went out, the chinmey into his shop and alludes to the earthquake he will turn pale and nn through the roof, the floor opened, and the earthquake was) Whisper: a upon us. Twombley gave a yell of terror, and dived headlong out of a * By George. I was the man they were working it o THE OLD PROFESSOR. ever saw me A SPIRITED REPLY. THE CAUSE OF IT. In fabric of his hatter, And remarked that inferentia attributed the same to anembroilmentof th sub-reptilian ouchus tennistriatus with the cartila; “phalopoda and : sequent displacement of th Just here Professor Caught on to t othe ter, And with a nose suspicious of Some part ir Th » hibulants do make The fermentations scatter— He asserted that the tumultuations were predicated upon a dehiscence of | the micacious deposit vante jurassic col and a contempora- Atten¢ Of occult sentences outgrown From geologic blatter— Remarked, with irony of one That would all science shatter, That he be blowed if his brainometer didn't completely geosofy in the | presence of such opayue eruetations of what sort of an all-ired palp was the matter, WADE WHIPPL WHAT THE TROUBLE WAS. js dinner ata Paris restaurant, sud denly uttered an exclamation on noticing that he had ona pair of shoes \* ith holes in them. You must have been a little mixed.” said a friend, ‘to have |eome out with such looking shoe: those | “Oh! that wasn’t what I was annoyed about,” replied the baron “it was because I've got to b nother pair.” y (hic), Miss Blanche, shall I sing * Coming thro’ the Rye?" No, thank you, Mr, Biler ; at least not until you get over the effects comicbooks.com