Judge — June 1, 1889 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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HIS MISTAKE. (De Jones)— HE KISSED my roses on the stair, Then pressed them to her heart again And drank their creamy sweetness in, ‘As flowers the summer rain. I watehed her thro’ the curtained door As she came down the oaken sti Robed in a lacy loveliness, With jewels in her hair. Ab! some day, when the lights shine dim Across your gold-brown hair, TH whisper how 1 saw you, sweet, To-night, upon the stair. (She, tater)— Ah, me! how strange that young De Jones Should bring me roses white, Just as Jack sent me years ago One snowy winter's night. Teall came back to me ag: His eyes with love agion Until the flowers seemed just the same He sent me—long ago. Their perfume filled my eyes with tears, ‘And ‘mid the blossoms rare I bent my head, and kissed them—for Jack's roses—on the stair. AT THE BERKELEY LYCEUM THEATRE. Mr. Lawscnoot Paton (in a Y x rice) =" L think you've made @ mistake, Johnnie. This ts the Columbia college ballet in" W LOVE BY TELEPHONE, Drop 400 nickels in the ‘slot, and sce the picture of how they squab- bled about it 100 years ago. Well, wake her : SOME NEW DEFINITIONS. Now I've got it: " af Ball-room— hanti nd where husbands are captured, and where mothers act as“ ers" to start up the game, sciety—An inn where it is far better to pick out a snug corner for cif than to seck to destroy the editice. There, I've got it! Tell me, dear, Z The science of bringing men within cannon-range. Will you always trust your Ned? “This is éound to kill me dead Shut the current off!!! A SURE SIGN, Merritt—"1 a id Cora’s love for me isn't just what it might be.” Giles —* That's non: old boy. She fairly idolizes you.” Merritt —"1 don’t know so much about that. 1 gave her a costly present last night, and before she thanked me she ran up-staits to show it to her mother. ALTOGETHER TOO NATURAL. at sun in your last painting is very natural.” altogether too natural.” Friend —* Why do you say that ? Artist —" Because it dries up the water in that pond so fast that I have to paint new water every three or four days.” RATHER OMINOUS. Minister Thunderbolt — \ regret to have to announce to the Sunday- school that the Iste superintendent, Mr. Stealem, has left our beautiful city be a waming to the youth of the school ‘ow way, The school will now join me in singing that beautiful song, * We shall meet him over there.”” AN ACKNOWLEDGMENT. Colored preacher — Zeke, s'pose de good Lawd should kum doun an’ luk inter yer eye an’ say, ‘Zekiel, what hab you done wid all dose chick- Ais DEVOTION. ens dat yer hab stoled 2’ What would yer say?” i Sinan Us cronies sie TL nites hue aii’ Siw RUNG-OUT SIDERS (Che tramp) —"" Sayin’ yer prayers, Skips Zcke—" Mistah Benson, 1 mought say dat my old ‘ooman cooked ‘em, Skus—" Naw! Dey'te dryin’ hops on der roof, an’ it's comin’ on ter rain but you knows dat a man ain’t bound ter testify ag’in his wife. comicbooks.com