Judge — January 1, 1887 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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ape: HN to his complacency. He laughed with’ the|announced, they said one to another, ‘“This| Then a voice came from the upper atmos- world, and the world laughed back asif it liked| man is doing well enough. There's no use of | phere, ‘ Behold, he's gone!” his jolly company. his dying. He’s old enough, but there's no| ~ ‘Dead ¢” they asked. When the days grew brief and cold, and| need of being in a hurry, He must inevitably] ‘‘ Dead? No!” was the response in accents almanac and sign and sound told him that a/beat everything of that kind. The grave can-|of surprise. ‘You know not whereof you new year was at hand, he laughed with even |not possibly have any victory over him. His|talk. There is no such dignity for him. A more than his wonted merriment. Time had | released soul would recognize the situation in| puff of wind, a squeezed bladder with the gently pressed wrinkles in his face, and as| five minutes, and so enlighten his inanimate | bladder gone, the oozing out of idleness and gently frosted his hairand beard; but, looking|clay that it would burst the cerements before| vanity and worthlessness—pooh! he's gone. back, he saw no separation, no sickness, no|the closing of the funeral exercises. Let him remain.” And so he stayed, year in and year out, gradually losing his rotundity, his hair, his teeth, his comeliness, down to the bone and nearly to its marrow, and having nothing of a robust nature left but the jolly laugh, which had come to crack the parchment of his cheek and make his earthly tenement rattle like the bones end of a wandering and weary band of minstrels, In the shadows of the closing years as they Jcrept on sat the usual heart-sick men and women, involuntarily reaching out for the happiness that hope had promised them as re- gularly as the year began, and never finding it. Possibly some pitying tenderness swept their cheeks, but they saw no angels between themselves and the silent stars. Vexation at- tended alike their action and their thoughts, death, no care. All that bad come to him in and disappointment clung to them like a wealth and been born to him in flesh and| brother, poking their memory at times to the blood attended him through the days and|revival of such things as had better be forgot- months—nothing was lost. He had made no/ten. They had left behind all that they had mistake, and chance had deen equally faithful, |cared to retain, and were encumbered with bringing him no injustice and no misfortune. | such thingsas they would gladly have escaped. When the angels that are supposed to be|‘ Vanity of vanities!” they finally exclaimed; more than usually near and familiar as the| ‘this is scarcely fair. Give us our share of |Get you on to this! You capture your reward holidays advance—when those angels sailed|the fun, and let your happy man take some of though tribulation. You work for it. You upon tl an, casually twanging their harps|the misery. An even exchange is a legitimate | suffer for it. It is the universal law. Lift and unconsciously disposing their long skirts|commercial transaction, and the fates should | your ears to this wisdom. Give your impatience so that he might not clutch them and swing|favor us for once. “Deliver up your perfect tothe winds, All will yet be well.” himself into paradise without being properly | being that we may take of his abundance!” “And did that remarkable man have any brothers or sisters?” they asked, with cager curiosity. “Never!” was the quick reply. ‘He was born all alone by himself, as he died, and there will never be another like him.” Whereupon they gave a great shout and set ; all the bells to ri ng. G. if | ! A STATE PRISON OFFENCE, ir | \ ‘ HAD REASON TO EXPECT HIM, ' First Police Official—“ And you say you Hy expect ‘Billy, the Kid” here to-day to return the stolen property? I don’t believe you'll ever see the crook. Second Police—-‘ Humph! He gave me his word as a gentleman he'd be here.” FN ff i Y/) BG”, Youxo antist—“' Well, Charley, what do you think I ought to get for this ; Pea A hash y “ She stoops to conquer.”—After Abbey.