Judge — 1888 — page 48: what you’re looking at

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GOOD THINGS FROM JUDGE. WITH HIS BOOTS ON. A HOPELESS CONTEST. Apparently it is a matter’ of trifling con- cern to the average cowboy when he goes “over the range,” so long as he isn’t caught bare-footed at the last call. As a matter of fact, personal bravery demands no higher premium among the sons of the herd and prairie than to be brought to the long halt booted and spurred. It is noteworthy that cowboys entertain a contempt for formal funerals. A round of cartridges (just for fun), and a coroner (just for convenience), 7 that’s the formula. I rather like it. Its business. No expostulation, you know. If a cowboy detects your weakness in a mild and friendly game of poker, there is a IT WENT. Op Fate Time— You can't get the best of me, and might as well sur- render unconditionally and gracefully.” generation and the perennial mule, the latter draws the line on new acquaint- ances The death angel may, for years, be too busy to give proper attention to 4 some roving herder of the plains; but. ‘ aa i the sad-eyed offspring of Balam’ t TTT + “theeler’ always stands in the gap. YJ yo y et | —J i And, if any bragging lariat-hurler wants eg ~ boots on), backed by the most to jump right into eternity (with h NH 7 “3 irresistible ‘good luck,” he knows just how he can be ac- 4 commodated. But the relent- Soa “less scythe swinger of Adamite sl = } origin dances attendance at a {_ purely busi- ness con- clave when 4 o = /° € the aspirant I % for a* boot- = @ ca” transi- tion has very little to say in the premises However desperate his chances of a quiet, Christian death may have been, it only remains for him to prejudice his mind against the prop- erty rights of some neighbor on the live- stock question, and to act vigorously upon that prejudice, to be a silent witness of the matchless glory of “Death in Boots.” HE MISUNDERSTOOD. Farmer—‘And what is your brother Frank doing now?” Gir visitor “He's paying a good deal of attention to his etching.” Farmer—Um. What is he taking for it?” Mistress—“ Didn't the alarm clock go off?” Brincer—*It must have wint off, mum, for I can't foind it this mornin’.” MIs RESS. ‘Why. what did you do with it?” Betpcer—‘'I jist laid it on the shed in the back yard, mum, so that it wouldn't annoy me.” ON THE ROOF; OR A MIDSUMMER NIGHT IDYL. fresh deal and no words about it, and you've got to be a hustler to cover his lead. The result is an immediate understanding ; and (presumably) you don’t play poker any more. The cowboy is warm natured. If he perceives indications ot an approaching chill he makes generous application of acknowledged restoratives. Philosophy has denominated some cures worse than the disease. This feature ot the cowboy’s favorite restorative has been cheerfully acknowledged. But in no event dues he remove his boots. Sometimes he is changed, in the twinkling of an eye, from a cowboy to a cow angel. <a Hereditary tendencies among cowboys are degenerate. However great the respect- ra ful alliance may have been between the past Hand me wan o' thim bhricks, Jerry; me head's a thrifle low.”” comicbooks.com