Judge — October 20, 1888 — page 6: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

CONSIDERATE AFTER ALL. that’s the great catcher of our team ; well, he seems to be very rude, been introduced to everybody in the room but me, and hasn't politeness enough to take his hands from beneath his coat tail and shake hands. ‘Il just make him shake with me.” He did, but carried his hand in a sling for a week afterward. HE IS NEVER CLEAR. “Have you Browning in clear type . ma‘am; Browning doesn’t come tha Fair custome) Bookseller A DIFFERENCE OF OPINION, Dime-museum manager (to {re y your everlasting growl, You're getting ¢ here, Bones, I'm tired of altogether too big for your business.” Living skeleton— Faith, th way you're feeding me lately, ner, whi re’s not much danger of that from the Yer give de fat lady I get a sandwich wid a glass of water. D of grub will make my skin crack 2” seven-course din- think a spoonful © woman, what can man to you deny, With charms and beauties that make mortals daft ? Fair as the river that reflects the sky, Deep as the river and as full of craft. OLD CHOCOLATE’S TARGET PRACTICE. Dar’s big protit in de chile’s pennywuff. De boys dat go barefoot de mos’ offen comman’ de bes’ shoes bumby. De man dat loses gin'relly makes a racket. fedders widout noise. Ef de jackass cud talk dar ud be a pow'ful sight mo’ ob time los’ in ahgument dan dar am now. * Dem dat doan’ venture nuffin’ doan’ git nuffin’. am sometimes true ob dem dat venture mos’. Prebus good charactah won't git a man outen a scrape. s good fo’ w'en de fly falls in de syrup ? yo' naboh’s wife am han'somer dan yo'n, yo’ kin console yo'se’f by bettin’ dat she am laikwise a mo’ active talkah. Knowin’ yo’ business am mo’en half de trouble ob doin’ hit. Put a man dat doan’ undahstan’ gahdenin’ at weedin’ onions an’ ten chances toe one he ull pull up de onions an’ leff de weeds grow. Yo" can’t git live geese An’ de same ving Wat ah de ge A WALDRON THE TRIALS OF PICTORIAL JOURNALISM. Vistror—"' My dear sir, now that you are nominated for your twenty-fifth | term as a town officer. L want to publish your portrait, "Have you a photograph 7” CanpivaTr—" I'll ask mother to send you one,” And mother, after rummaging around in the old hair trunk, got this out and it was published, comicbooks.com