Judge — December 17, 1887 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE COLUMBUS'S AVANT COURIER. JUDGE'S FABLES. * And who is that supposed to represent?” asked a theatrical may ager, pointing to Boston's new statue. “Eric Olaf, who first discovered Ame was the reply. ‘s the first time I 4 att Columbus hed THE LION WHO HAD 118 OWN Way, LION who had intense dislike to wetting his royal feet went down to the riv: HIS EXPERIENCE. erside and said to the rising Jenion) (a newiy SIKMEA mee from the west, had much experience in deliberative asse ‘on are lord of the Second congressman—" L imagine so. 1 believe he as Tam lord of the i for y cross.” And the sun dried up the river, But after he had taken a few steps the lion found himself stuck fast in the mud, where he remained all day, blistered by the flies and perishing in the sunshine, do you her wn lord of the mud! UL will never trou , cheerfully consented, and 4 ne hand tugging, during which half the lion's tail was pulled out, the poor bedraggled beast was landed. said the crocodile; whenever you look at that docked tal of yours just remember to keep in your ow rand don't go round as if y » the bully of the whole un Moral-—The man who wants the earth will by and by find himself ina hole. Sow wil’ eats once an’ de vallyble: but latal crops ol de sane kin’ spile de lan’ WATCHES ARE WATCHES AND CLOTHES ARE CLOTHES. Mevarave— Sorry to see you ck, What's the troahte sh! Tan clover, J GLAD TO SEE HIM. Visitors’ day at the prison. Guard—* Xo, 189, the pardow s Waiting below to see you. Conviet—* Show the gentleman up.” OLD CHOCOLATE’S TARGET PRACTICE. Vinegah alone am vile; but hit he’ps de salad. De win’ controls mo’ Uings dan de weddaheock. Shake han’s wid a beggah an’ he'll tink yo" er one. Puta wip ina slave's han’ an’ de debbil am toe pay. a Viel by a padlock th, bat meal makes hoe De chile ile want plate er no De fittes’ er boun’ toesuhvive. W'en yo! heah abo't a man blowin intoe a gun toe fin’ out wedder hit er chaaged er no, you" sympathy goes out toe de gun. saw, NOTHING LIKE EXPERIENCE. a me, T can't see wh out so late! He mn o'clock. He's ar business.” ‘ia as cae, av ne rarioe Onis Balt racaar aus Mrs. Twicemarried (pityingly)—* That’s wha uy ledteevlcine sf ropeieer uer tena first husband, dear: but the second knows it's always best to get hone sets wi him by dinner-time, comicbooks.com