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JUDGE 155 HOLIDAY FABLE. PRATTLES GATHERED WHILE FALLING. R-OLD BERYL is an only child and has no companions of her own therefore, very fond of * playing that she has a sist she said one day, “1 have been down town to have my picture taken. “Indeed !” said grandma, “and did you get a good picture?” “Well, not very,” d Beryl, with nxious little frown; * some her nose doesn't seem to fit her face.” Blanche picked up the spool attached to some crocheting” which a visitor had left lying on the table, The work, of course, immediately began to ra “Oh!” exclaimed Blanche in a tone of consternation; “what s all wnshaying it.” ‘The same Blanche came upon a member of the family who had been set to husk the sweet corn for dinner, He was giving the final touch to one of the ears as she approached. “Oh!” she said, eagerly; “let me help you unscrew it.” Oscar brought the cows home from pasture for a neighbor, One evening when he was away later than usual a relative visiting the family said to the small boy of the house- hold, “Edwin, has Oscar returned?" As he seemed much perplexed, the relative ex- plained the meaning of the word “ returned,” using Oscar's coming back with the cows as an illustration. A few days afterward the relative went away for several weeks. Dur- erally dejected air, a turkey was —— pacing the barn-yard, when-a fox, who had slyly crept up, put his head over the fence and asked in a sympathizing What is the matter, my poor friend ?. Is there any way I can help you?" fear not,” replied the turkey; “only a little while ago I saw the farm- yas he sharpened his knife, and I think my hour has come. “ Why not Ay?” said the fox; “on this side lies liberty.” am too old a bird to be caught thus,” replied the tur- ys“ better to be stuffed with oysters and richly garnished than barbarously mangled by you.” Just then the farmer appeared. ™ Wonder where the geese have all gone,” he said ; “the old woman has decided that she doesn’t want any turkey for dinner, after all.” Tis better to endure the ills we have Than ty to others that we know not of." No girl can make a fool of a man unless he has first SPOILED THE PHOTOGRAPH. made a fool of himself. ‘The portrait. ing her absence Oscar gave up driving the cows. Im- mediately on her return the small boy met her with the surprising announcement : “Auntie, Oscar doesn’t return any more." Little Mamie being inclined to be ambidexterous had much difficulty in distinguishing her right hand. ow,” said her mamma, “if you turn your face toward the window your right hand is the one next to the bureai hortly after this the family being about to move, this bureau was sold. ‘The next day a neighbor who : on the family noticed the child's free use of the left hand. Mamie,” he said, “ which is your right hand 2" I don't know,” was the prompt answer.‘ Mamma has sold th. oureau.’ Emma's parents had moved about a great deal. One some older people were telling where they were “born and brought up.” “Well,” said the five-year-old with a sigh, “1 was born and brought up all over.” Cuawa }. DENTON SUSPICIOUS. Mr. Hoskins—'*T done lost d’ bes’ gobbler out'n mah coop las’ night.” PROPER FORM. Mr. CLemLow—"' Does yo’ mean t’ insinerate dat J tuk him ?” Mr. Hoskins—" Wuz Ta sayin’ so?" . MR. CLemtow—"*'Tain't no use a gittin’ inter a conterversy. (Prvfucing the article.) Le's pull dis yer wisher-bone fer t’ see who's right ?” ‘When you travel, my boy, on the L road, If you want to live up to the style, You must poke your head out of the window And stick your feet out in the aisle.