Judge — May 25, 1889 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE IN THE HALL. E FAST! hall, While the others were saying good-night, + And we seemed. of a sudden—alone— ‘Away from the music and light. NED my cloak in the But the ribbons were knotted and bt, And only the fire in the hall: vellyou know what a task, in the To untangle a sortie du bal? But he looked like a prince in book he clasped ft my roses above: ‘Then he lifted my hand to his breast, find: font tovehed his ips toy glove. Vet, while I sit dreaming, to-night, je-no doubtis at sme other ball, ‘And fs kissing some other girl's hand, ‘And breaking her heartin the hall Venvor, Such a dear little girl! and—of course, his time—has forgotton it all ished as I told her good-bye KATE MASTERSON, OLD CHOCOLATE'S JOCOSERIOUS CHAT. MAN dat fights on’y fo’ de sake ob fightin’ gits mo’ maulin’ dan pity. Hit er po cumfut dat ter-morrer er gwintah be pleasant ef yo git cotched in de rain toe-day. De mo’ yo’ club a mule de mo’ yo" may. berlong toe de mule fambly. Ef yo" won't len’ yo’ s saw. Hit er easy sometimes toc tell de eand fom de beginnin’, Dar er mighty few sp'ilt chillen dat doan’ stay so, an’ de bes’ fawchune ob a-many men wah dat dey done had toe root, hog, er die. De pusson wid a boil on de back ob ‘is neck gits a deal mo’ ‘fiction outen hit dan he wud ef de boil wah wha’ he cud see hit, An’ hit er laik- wise wid trouble. Il-fawehune dat yo’ doan’ undahstan’ hu'ts wuss en dat yo" kin ‘count fo’, Ef yo’ lib right erlong on sweets, hit doan’ take yo’ long toe git souah. Ef all fishahmen had luck, dar ud be a-many stale fish. J. A. waLDRon. An’ some men ack laik dey whbuck, doan’ be s'‘prised ef yo’ can’t borrer a HE MISUNDERSTOOD. Publisher —"1 suppose you'd like to have the book bound in Morocco, wouldn't you ? Young poct —" Why, don’t they do such work as that in New York?" 109 NO THOUGHTS OF BECOMING AN ANGEL. 66 YJOULD that I had wings and could fly!” fervently exclaimed Nonpareil Fitzgibbons, who was somewhat poetically inclined. “Why do you wish that, Nonpareil?” softly murmured Marigold Geoghegan, who just doted on poctic sentiments. “ Because then I could make loads of money asa dime-museum freak.” NEW DEFINITIONS. Consulting —Insisting that others shall be of our own way of thinking. Calling a man a tiar—A slap in the face in embryo. Scafold—A giddy height where people are almost certain to lose their heads. SUFFICIENT EXPLANATION. IRATE PARENT— winking at my daughter? Youns Coxcomn (Auembly) —" Vour dav; take, I assure you. I thought she was your wife. here, my young coxcomb! what do you mean by ! Athousand pardons, Mis- THE UNBIDDEN GUEST. Mr. KNOLtys (soriti My Dearest Jessie: Shall have a terrapin dinner ready for you at the Scoff an House at 11:30. Don't disappoint. “* Yours, ever, PERCIVAL. “To Miss Jessie Ballay, Kasino chorus.” Mr. KNoutys (reading) —" Dear Percy: 1 ain my bruther Jake has just cum in from St. Louis bust mecl, He'll do gustice to your spread. hungry to-night ; but nd neads a square “In haste, Jess." comicbooks.com