Judge — March 3, 1888 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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JUDGK THE FORCE OF HIS ARGUMENT. STYLE WANTED. Peterly—"'l see Jolin, that the sign outside your store reads * Gen- tlemen’s Furnishing . too, isn’t Peterly—" Al, it’s pretty enough, but you'll never do any business until you change it to ‘Gents’ Furnishing Goods Store.” You've got to put on style here if you want to succeed.” A. Mussulman—John L. Sullivan THE LATEST STYLE. A burnstormer ona visit to the metropolis ts.4 brother actor slow coaches in) New way. Why, still so old- fashioned as to keep 1 between nee and the They wouldn't stand it in the prov. inces Well! how do they manage it there ?” “Is invisible.” luvisible @” Yes “Gradually buijd-a-figuratively speaking-a top-heavy castle in the air we don't have any.” A WOMAN'S EXCUSE. and your husband should settle these little troubles Yourselves,” said the minister, ‘tand not come to ran what you have said I should judge you were rather obstinate,” . "Oh she replied, admit | indeed T'm not. ways like to h my own way.” Bat T must NOT A BAD SORT OF FELLOW. : an who never has a cent but has been ture with a heart of gold. he found a brand-ne ‘ik and thus communed with himself: ver dollar on the ¥ it troubles me to think that some poor devil may stat ° “he went on, inspired by a sudden idea 4 . it was: ery poor devil who found it.” THE HEIGHT OF IMPUDENCE. apped out a man who had been accosted by a beggar " ter, “I don't know you.” returned the mendieant, “I can for the loan of aq help your ignorance, sir.” THE NEXT BEST THING. was lying at the point of death. sked the clergyman who had called on him. ** been pit of attending church ?” n-no,” gasped the poor old chap i i s 4 exaeset I 0 p in a faint voice, ‘I can't picts say that; b-b-but I've driven a g-g-good many p-p-people WELL STEERED. ‘They got onto him at the Grand Central depot. Oh, how ripe ho was and what a smile he had! He was on wheels and all he needed was pushing. He had a carpet-bag with shiny ends and made of striped stair carpet, and his name and residence painted on itin white letters, I. White, Rome, N.Y. The first man who shook the tree was a little fellow with a pock marked face and a nobby summer suit and white vest. “Why, White!” said he. was sent up to look for y Jenkins, who used to live Rome, said you would want good quiet hotel.” Land sakes!” said Whi Jenkins here in the cit) “Yes,” said the youth with the indented cheek, “he came down yesterday and he told me te take you to the Bulge house on Cham- hers street “Is there a safe in the house # said White, looking down apprehen m-hearted youth; Ah, here is Mackin: ‘there isa regular bank Mackin, this is my friend Glad tew know ye, Mr, Mackin,” said White, and he pie the earpet-bag and held it behind him. Th his friend and they winked rapturously to “Do you ever drink ? M Wall, sometimes I tak “Well let’s go over and Iubj the saloon the carpet-bag.v ed up was nuts to Mackin and ‘h other. santly. nort fur luck,” said White. said the kind young man, At refully placed under White's chair and the nob! y lifted it with his toe. Then he said it was about time to take a lunch, and White was pressed to indulge in quail on toast, some little-neck clams and his share of a bottle of w Then ina cab they started for the hotel and White held the carpet bag on his lap. The hote} on Chambers street was rather quiet and White looked around for the safe. The room looked more like an office, and shier at a desk seemed to be busy looking over some: slips of paper. “When will itdraw ¢” said Mack. in, ashe took outhis pocketbook and looked at soi simliar slips of paper, “They are all in but 120, 1060 and nd the capital pri those numbers,” cashier, “Great Scott!” said here Whi The among these numbers of mine aud with the discount off is worth $10,000, Say, look: here, Jackson! suid the “Go higher and higher until — SOME DEFINITIONS. Holy smoke-Incense, Tough roots*Board- ing-house asparagus. Plain fair—A homely girl An opiate-A ser mon. A rough diamond— The baseball ground in a vacant lot. A morning rapper— The man who's been down to the club. comicbooks.com