Judge — December 10, 1887 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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10 JULCH PUMP FROZE. A lack of precaution, a change in weather, A pouring of hot water, shrinking of leather, Here goes t Fierce jiggling of Landle and pack- ing of walt, And someborly scolded says'tisn’t her fault, Pump froze. f mistress complaining stery, thinks she'll ack Maid, still apout, and big eldest dau, " way for a pail of fresh Pump froze. Head of the house aroused by the clatter Appears at the door with “Now what is the matter— Who knows?” Some words (not he ntioned), a wife left a-we Children all cross, and things all in keepi Pump froze, POSSIB Y ANTIQUE. alton Pelt Rising barometer (hlessings upon it!) Pea sare Poll? Man ‘gins to, stuile—wife writing a sonnet, : . hat you used to be sweet on grindpa, and that you held vour age wonderfully well.” Warmth grows : Small fry grow cheerful; a thaw is beginuin "re a ether too funny. It's a wonder you don't try to set Maid hears no more of the grumbling and dinni the East river on fire “Pump go IS Le JONES. Young man —** What would be the use? You'd be the first one to try to put it out.” Good, genial, mellow, wholesome Christmas humor is that of - = which the Christinus JUDGE, now out, is composed. The cartoons are NOT STRANGE. immense, The wife of oneof X’s friends, having lost her husband, wrote him ADDING INSULT TO INJURY. riled account of the melancholy event. Street-car conductor (to young man who had injured his dignity) “My poor Edward had three attacks; it was the last that carried — him off.” “It would have been still more rem: ¥ thought X to hinrself, ** if it had been the first.” A VIVID DESCRIPTION, Rounder, inquiring about a fellow rounder of their mutual nd the bartender. ANS. a , <a 1 D ” ou seen Smith this morning ¢ ——s* a (ti que E01TOR, Tit WEEKLY GRIN fy i wiee NOT EpiToRVAL DEFY Hi | RETURN FOR Fil t “How did he look ¢” “Well, I think that by sticking a pin into him you could get a cocktail.” ESCAPED FROM OBLIVION. Stranger—* [tell you, my friends, it’s a good g foraman to mingle with his fellow-men awhile, and feel the pulse-beats of eivili zatic Inquirer—* Been on an exploring expe- dition 7° Stranger—* No; not exactly. I'm the ticket- agent at the Battery-pla tion, on the de wn town side” A SENSIBLE SISTER. Sister Emily—"* Why are you so dejected, Paul ?” Young minister—** My life-work is ruined. The board has decided that my opinions debar me from being sent to the heathen.” Emily ‘Cheer up. Do your work in the city here. It is pleasanter to eat at home than to be eaten abroad.” A man soured by long misfawehune kin neb- THE PLEASURES OF HOPE. hah become good-nachud an’ ppy, no mattah Hl tone these sketches will how sreat de good luck dat comes too Tim lster, hecnscineseray mans ieHlen tuna siwo\wreta aoe fies tance = Heam laik an ole vinegah cask dat nuffin’ kin emptiness of my stom endous.”” sweeten, comicbooks.com