Judge — December 25, 1886 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Sage: ed SHE DIDN'T MEAN QUITE THAT. | Loud and con: “Strauss, bedder y vrite anunder broverh tinued applause. | song dot vill read, “Bedder is von tear like dot Sor Chonny| dana hundert laughs.” Connolly der shen- THE OLD PROFESS tlemanly agent for, — _ i E. der noosepapers, arcane dis new suit of — clothes.” | A strangesilence. SCAR was a suitor persist. “For der leedle| : ent, and full of conceit kids dot lif mit| Aig ces (atk oF § tle |Chonny Connolly,| ; for, his carte dé visite der manager of der He joyfully;sent it... ba “dally. proce’ dis baw. quick rang the bell . i} For her servant; and ket" of ‘cakes and) placing the carte in candies unt dings) her hand, numerous tol ARi\ Said,“ Lwish you tostudy nition.” this photograph well A sob was heard i Tam never ‘at home’ in Johnny's when he calls—un- corner, Then a rat- derstand !” tle was fished out of a8 the pocket of the fur] ~ ~ coat for the baby, | ‘WOULD STRING HIM UP. and a knife for the! next oldest bo; and a silver thim- [ble for Loweest | Then a package for Johnny the ne boy, said tocontain (Gay, EMparnassep YOUNG LADY (hesitatingly)—" Oh, dear me, Mr, Wellington! | choice gifts of gro. ———— [—I can't express my gratitade for this delightful present. I—I don't know | ceries for Johnny's NOTHING SENTIMENTAL ABOUT HER. what to say: really (ewergetically)}—Oh ! how much did it cost you?” sick mother. When ere eo ithe tree was empty“ Lwish I was as big as you, Cora,” said lit and Santa Claus tle Lil to her sister. Der vorldt vas shmile in May unt June, | was about to dismiss his happy audience, Low “What, my dear?” s out louder in July cesa said, Ww i artz: “are you anxious to hi Sepleinbert ee tis or tune, “Vy you didn't pring somedings for Wil. “No, indeed,” responded the tiny Unt inNovember:sie willie helm Strauss, senior 2° if I were as big as you, just think how much Indiana nan—* Wasn't it a terrible n last night?) I never saw the wind so higl New York man—" Yes, [ guess old Bo must have been out. Indiana man —"* Well, Til bet ten cents he gets lynched if the boys get old of him But Christinan comes unt Christmas cheer 1°“ T pring to der oldt man more as I pring to! my stocking would hold.” u id anyone else here, unt nt . , dot vas der happiest heart on der Bowery street,” and Santa Claus ran out of the Von laugh is vort a hundert gre The round of applause which followed the poem was accented in an alarming manner by the thumps of Hofensack’s wooden leg. After the mar ic speakers at“ Shickering ice to con to clapping of hands, room In a few minutes Strauss came in with much ado at the front door of the saloon, and was duly aston- ished at the jocund 8 appearance of the Loweesa Strauss. house. When he saw ited ery went up and the smiling | Johnny's load of bas- s went on: kets and bundles, he | y Hofensack, a feteran of der xiid: ' late war unt a sound bolitician, [hafea Cher Vot_ you dink! man silfer-blated cup described mit all der pat- | now, Chonny, apoud | tles of der war. dem oldt humpugs When the clumping of the wooden leg had | unt draditions ?” sed, he said “Dey would be For Chonny Connolly, a journalist dot has | more of the folks over | ndt mit der noosepapers, unt ter street be- vas villing to der bapers to his frients, I em’ Strauss, | got « new pair of poots.” | if they was more big: | Applause from all hands. hearted Dutchman to “For Mike Swartz, dot plows his arm off | act. ‘em out nd | mit a shell at der sharge on der Vilderness, I | Johnny wiped away a! got dis elegant shmoke-pipe unt a halluf a grateful tear. pound tobacco.” “Tears vas all blay. Excited applause followed by the one-sided }ed oud on such an approach of Mr. Swartz. occasion, Chouny: For Wilhelm Strauss, chunior, who likes | you must be happy uf | his pooks unt meppe vill make boetry like his you preaks your] fader, but he might do verse, I got dis shlate heart,” and Strauss unt book.” patted him on the applaus back. “Unt dis new shled dot turns oop bote vays — Then up rose the NearsiguTep Farmer RYeFIELD—“ This is what it is to stop at a first- unt peats der vorldt for pelly-gutters.” silent Swartzand said, class, $2.00 a day hotel. All brands of lickers rightin your room, be gosh! and said: “LT shall now broceed to execute der broceed- uf der brogramme. I hafe here a shplen- did new silk dress unt a avd barasol for Mrs.