Judge — December 1887 — page 36: what you’re looking at

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CHRISTMAS JUDGEH HOLLY BERRIES. TOO TRUE. A selfish old wretch is he who, happy over his wine and bird, A cluster of holly berries forgets the boy who has nothing but rags on his back and empti- Red as her own sweet lips, in his stomach. ‘There may be other Christmases for him, (And I hear the joy-bells chiming but in the long run of life the boy will beat him. The song of the Christmas cheer ) Life hath its cheat i fer that b that drowns Yet some th Ah, true for ‘That lighted our sweet lost youth Courage, and hope. and passion, And faith that could pledge till death 5 The joy of the dreams That were one with I bre But the scarlet berries are faded, And the Christmas bells ring low ; I sce a field and a pathway White, in their frozen snow, And the sunset’s last faint flushes, Die, under a brightening star, Am [ late? Oh, the whole world hushes With my listening heart, ... But she & ‘There, by the holly bushes, My darling, that loved m My little maid, in her scarlet And snowy kerchief folded down, Over a bosom all pure within, My Christmas love, of the long ago. A cluster of scarlet berries, It passed from her hand to mie ! Ihave nothing else to remind me, And yet, I shall not forget, Till L come to that last of ferri Where the grim old ferryma And the thread of the grudging Fates ased forever to bind me! And if it should be at Christmas I shall smile, as I journey o'er I shall watch for her warm, Her eyes’ fond, sweet besecching, HE WAS DUMB AS AN OYSTER. And her little hand, out ‘ oR aay Miss SEVIER (who is tired of the attentions of the average salesman. —“V'd like on t some gloves, and as T know already that Tha y That grow on that heavenly shore! pretty hand you willoblige me by saying nothing about it. Charge M.S. Bridges. down, Nero!” With a cluster of Christmas berries, az SH SS STUPID QUESTION. HuswANn (0 Ais wife, who has just been entertaining her guest with a few vocal selections from Fausty—* What was that you were trying to sing, dearest ?”” comicbooks.com