Judge — December 1888 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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CHRISTMAS JUDGE 15 TOO MUCH FOR HIS SNOBLETS. Hovorep Hostess—"* Mr. Smith, I have the honor to introduce Madam Aufnagel Rustspiel — effete many who get the cold shoulder from the rapacious few. He got mixed on his boiler-plate matter and boomed the wrong side. The rich man too mean to buy a poor man a Christmas turkey is like a ship load of cholera-infected si If he'd disinfect his conscience by good deeds of charity Providence would accept the cargo on trust. WS. KELLER, THROUGH the year of stern endeav Restless, toiling, sweating, fretting, Rush the millions onward ev: In the mad pursuit of getting. Chime all bells and hearts together, Joy this morn shall greet all living, Sparkle eyes and skies and weathe: While the world delights in givi Rain and sun and all existence, God himself and all the livin, Teach us with a sweet insi: Life is getting, life is giving. Tu ovo roressor, CHRISTMAS GIFTS, Even the studious hoy looks at all the other presents before he reads his new book. The present we have been anxiously expecting doesn’t look half so nice after we get it. “ Duchess of Pulligstein— CHRISTMAS BUNS. TINE holly berries hung in the old oak hall, But the bride she was not there; 'd eloped with the footman carly in the fall 'ho'd dined hitherto under the stair. But the good horn cup it went its round, For the baron was pierced by a look From a buxom maid, built square from the ground, Who'd erstwhile appeared as the cook. The poor man's Christmas ham is only the rich man’s turkey h-amplified. A misfit gift I can’t erase, A pair of slippers large Enough to clear a landing place Before an oyster barge. The man who economizes Christmas for sake of a New-year’s blow-out takes time by the fore- lock just a week too soon. Backward, turn backward! oh, turn in your flight, Bring me a by-gone old Christmas to-night, When life it was flavored with sweet paradise, When a sugar-cut cat as a gift would suffice To fill the small wants of a sunny-eyed child, Who now for the earth with a stone wall is wild. The holiday number of the Yearly Bung has gone to rest. The editor this year is among the “And heir apparent to the throne of King Rudolf of —!" comicbooks.com