Judge — February 2, 1889 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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MARRIED. RETTY POLL PERKINS of Abingdon Square” Is.a song that’s as old as the hills; ‘And passing that way on a recent fair day, 1 concluded to ask for the maidenly fay (Through my heart she has ever sent thrills, I rang at the cal!-bell of number fourteen ; Sure enough, she appeared at the door ; * But she said in reply to my question soshy, ~ You are wrong, my dear sir’* (and felt like a guy), “Tam Miss Pauline Pawkins no more.” HUM OF THE COURT. THIS YEAR opened with cyclones in which many lives were lost. Nobody will be perfectly happy until he has no hfe to lose, HE QUEEN of Portugal has a mustache and is said to be proud of it, The man who says so is the biggest liar since the late the roses of 1889," says the Telegram. stion is superfluous. A rose of that color would be preserved as a natural curiosity. QE OF THE PAPERS criticizes Indiana English. We observe that the English generally manages to express its meaning in strong terms, Even that may be said of the late William H. English, TY CONTRIBUT ely to the success of the but it withdraws very much of its generosity when it insists that the sta all adopt its pets and share with them Miss Bristieny—"* Don't hurry, I beg of you, Mr. Merritt. _ It's only eleven.” its attenuated bread and butter. Mr. Mernirr (soho has hcand footsteps)—"" I'm afraid your father will kick.”” HE MEANT IT LITERALLY. wy HAMAR A AAPM i A MONTREAL DRAWING- ROOM. Miss McDoxatp—" Do you darnce the Boston glide, Mr. Lype?” Mr. Lyre—"'N-no. You see New York was the place I ran away from.” comicbooks.com