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JUDGE AN UNEXPECTED RESULT. ‘*SHOOT folly as he flies” is a bit of admonition whieh in these days is very hard to comply with, with any certainty of hitting the mark, Dicky Langflow found it so the other n His father’s old friend, Colonel Hollison, had looked upon. the ruby sec until all the other guests at the little dinner had vied with each other in their haste to ring up an ambulance, and Dicky concluded to do something unique in a revivifying way himself. He held a bottle of Pommery close against the old gentle- man’s head and cut the cork-wire with one spasmodic swoop. gurgled the patient, “Blow a new hole! sht enough through m’ moush !" FROM A DIARY OF TO-DAY. January 10, 1889—" Sat out-doors on the front steps until midnight in my shirt-s Mosquitoes so bad 1 couldn't sleep.” January \i—" Wentskating. Two degrees below zero. January 12—" Had ice-cream for lunch, and hired a boy to fan me all day, it was so hot.” January 13—" Had a charming sleigh-ride, but the weather is bitterly cold.” (In a strange handwriting.) VERY LIKELY. January 14—"The writer of the above died to-day from a sun-stroke.” CHARITAMLE OLD LADY (‘0 little beggar-girl)—"* There's some bread for you. It's a day or two old, but you can tell your = mother to take three or four fresh eggs, a quart of milk, a cup of THEY MAY BE HAPPY YET. sugar, some good butter, and half a grated nutmeg, and she can HE WIVES of Bridgeport, Conn., are much exasperated because their husbands — ™2K€ 4 very excellent pudding of gather in club-rooms to “talk horse." ‘That is an evil which will never be wholly eralicated, ‘The man who talks horse invades every circle and inflicts himself on every man who can't “talk horse.” It is city talk as well as coun- try talk, But there is one consolation, Whenever the horse-talker exhausts himself as to horse he talks woman, Horse and woman are his two sole subjects; and if the latter comes in second why, after all, she stands very well under the string, A CHANGE OF FRONT. Bertie—* Pa, what is an incubus?” Pa—" Now, Bertie, | don’t want to be bothered with any of your talk, I'm busy. Go away Bertie All right, pa; but Mr. Hendricks called you an incu- bus to-day. Pa— Hedideh? I'm glad you let me know it. Always tell about these little atters. What else did the old hyena say ? PURE LOGIC. Miss Jones was out walking with a friend. Good heave exclaimed the latter, there isn’t. Adolphus Howdréll! 1 was sure he was dead.” ss Jones. “If you'd stop to think a moment you'd know that if he were dead he must be—in mourn- ing.” YEAST. Yeast is avery val- uable preparation. It FROM A DEEP SLEEP is used to raise bread, 4 3 rr Tie RECTOR (concluding a very impressive HE APPROVED OF IT. but icaNnor raise sermon)—" Brethren, instead of desiring to de- . a . Four aces, press you with the import of what I have said, T * When I grow up I'm going to wear mine that way too, The deuce: want to raise you!" Your what, dear ? an ; Your salary. or COLLINGTON (in rear seat, with a misty ree My mustache.’ Captain Render's don’t interfere with his eat- salary: membrance of the night before)—"V'll see you an’ Your hopes. go you ten better!" comicbooks.com