Judge — March 2, 1889 — page 9: what you’re looking at

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tacks, and a sentimental ballad from the instrument extracts: or she dons a dark-green habit with a filmy veil of pink and serenel round a dusty riding-rink money with each fanciful idea or thought she copes, from concocting funny stories to addressing envelopes. What her future will be no one can successfully foretell ; in all human proba- bility ‘twill be both gay and swell, But when she deserts the counter and comes forth in bridal dress, all her friends will sigh and simper and call marriage a suc- A REASONABLE REASON. T knew he sometimes took a glass: But when he gravely swore He'd drink no more if I'd say Tsaid I'd think it o'er. yes” I'm almost sure he likes to flirt: But when his lovely eyes Look straigght in mine to tell his love, Why, my resentment dies. But oh! I didn’t know, you know— And now T do, you bet Tl say a most emphatic " no" — He smoked the cigarette. AKISTINE: ANDERSON, THE SMALL BOY’S THOUGHT. Freddy was with his mother in a cable-car going down-hill. “Say, mamma,” he inquired after a few minutes’ thought, “who pushes these cars up-hill again for the next slide ? JUDGE JUDGE’S PHOTOGRAPHS. THE SWAGGER SHOP-GIRL, SHE'S as pretty asa picture of the reula- tion size, with a pink-and-white com- plexion and a pair of stunning eyes. Her waist is trim and shapely, while her hands are small and white, and her ankle is so fetching ‘twould entice an anchorite. She is some- thing like the fairy that one hears of on the stage, who's become a public idol and the dudes’ especial rage; but not like the giddy damsel who in extra-dry and tights at a French ball kicks her slipper at the flickering gaslights ; just a natty littl maiden whom a pleasure ‘tis to meet in the morning or the evening as she hurries through the street. In the shop her cheery manner is a won- der to behold. All the pretty cash-boys love her, for she never seems to scold ; while the wrappers in the shipping-room, the elevator- boy, and the porters and the drivers welcome her approach with joy. The danditied floor- walker watches her from morn till night, and the cashier in his cubby-box waits on her with delight when she draws her wee scribbles a receipt in a way that’s fascinating and particularly neat, But at night-time she’s so different that an angel were surprised to see a day-time suitor of an evening despi She hammers a piano as a person hamme A NIGHT OF PERIL IN A METROPOLITAN HOTEL. eR Darny—"Well, this is ther fust time I ever been in peril, an’ I reckon if I don’t find a ankerage fer my fire-escape perty soon it ‘Il be ther last time.” A BLUNT CONCLUSION. “* What a charming woman Mrs. Barblue it * Oh, she's a bluestockini the may be, but she is sensible enough to wear her dresses so long that the fact is never unpleasantly per- ceptible.” A BELLEVUE MYSTERY. SENIOR SURGEO! trouble coming on JUNIOR SURGEON (forgetting hineself)—"" W's settled, doctor; she accepted me this morning. * How's that case of heart -loping for she thinks a swell existence is all bright and never dim, and she has a deep desire to be counted in the swim. So for WINDS. The winter wind May be unkind To the man who has no shekels; But maidens find It’s thé March wind ‘That fills their cheeks with freckles. PRACTICAL APHORISMS. One hint is worth two bushels of advice. Approach trouble as you would a mule—from the front. Luck is seldom a good master. His pay-days are too uncertain, If you haven't time to be good, step over and borrow a little of your besetting sin, ‘There are two things which constantly grow in value with use—consciences and violins. It is mighty curious how big some sins look until after a man has committed them him: When a man gets to be so good that he is satisfied with himself Satan begins to warm his gridiron. Whenever a man offers you some- thing for nothing you may be reasonably sure that his style of philanthropy works both ways comicbooks.com