Judge — June 8, 1889 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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N THE GREWSOME glum of his chamber dim, as the flapper- ing flame burnt low, he thought him a think of a female grim, as he dreamt of the long ago, and kis memory dwelt on the sourful scene when Lucretia bowled him o'er for a Turk whose figure was lank and lean, but who wallowed in gold galore. Oh, the sniggering wail of a jilted lad, in the dunful drear of night— Deal a dole of tears for the story sad ‘Of a youth in a plaintsome plight! And the gallful thought of the whole blamed thing did so settle upon his brain that the deepsome state of his suffering made him jibber and. jounce with pain, till the blank-blank fool at the end gave the glamour of suicide—alas, for the cold of his clamsome ¢ blew out the gas, and—died ! Oh, the sniggering wail of a jilted lad, In the dunful drear of night— Deal a dole of tears for the story sad ‘Of youth ina plaintsome plight! MOST LIKELY. Teacher (trying to illustrate the difference between the words ride and drive) —" Now, if your little sister got on a horse, what would she do?” Litlle Johnnie off. A NEW DISCOVERY. First diner —"W ne on the bill of f cond diner —" That's French for pigeon, Charley.” Hirst diner —“Ah, pigcon English, eh?” THE SONG SETTLED IT. Mother — Didn't you and Mr, Schmidt have a pleasant time last night?” Daughter use me from any more German bakers.”” I thought you liked him. Daughter —* Well, 1 did, mother, but I never before heard him sing * My loaf for you will nefer, nefer tie. SUPREME CONTEMPT. 0 has been shiprore —"* Why, nothing. Mr, Irstein Rescuine skin Mk, Irstrix— ‘}—"Holt on, mein frent ! Vat you goin’ ter charge?” Tdon'd go me on a shibp mit such a tam fool,” THE GAME THIS SEASON. LAby 0x THE GRAND STAND —" What's that thing that looks like a kettle down there, George?" Voice Pkowt THE KETTLE —" One strike £" A SHINING LIGHT. cs, indeed, ¥ he people give Yes, and a good many of them stint themselves in order to Now, there's editor Blake of the weekly Record, for in~ . Who never brings less than seven potatoes.” ¢ have some liberal donations ev cording to their means, I suppose. Minister — to the Lord, IN THE SCALES. TROUT season’ of a chance to betake t here the fish, so they Though where it may be. re They don’t like to give away. pen, and sportsmen now look th i fone little fish they return home at night, nal for reasons quite prudent they keep it {rom sight, ut tell of the size as leviathan, quite— No doubt it is s)—but somehow, you know— ‘They don't like to give it a weigh. PRED. H CUHTISS IN NO HURRY. Two friends are conversing. ‘ake my advice and get married.” “Thave a horror of perpetual slave “Ah, my dear boy, if you only could find a wife like ml, so kind, so affectionate, so devoted “Well, then, I'll wait till she’s ne—so gi widow.” STUDYING HUMAN NATURE. Kindly disposed gentleman —"And so your father has put you in a dry-goods store, has he, Johnny?” Johnny (aged twelve) — tudy human nature. Kindly disposed gentleman —"Are you get- ting any good results from the study, Johnny ?” Johnny —'Nes, sit; last week 1 got a dollar and a half and the promise of a raise.” ves, sit; pa wants The more perfect a friendship at the beg ning, the more sta come by contrast, without the influx of a daily inspiration comicbooks.com