Judge — August 10, 1889 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE AN OPAL HEART. (Viltanette,) Y LADY has an opal heart ; T cannot sing the changing hues. ‘Ah me, it mocks me and my art! Passive, perforce, I bear the smart, And thus, for comfort of my muse, ** My lady has an opal heart.” Oh! how I wish it were a wart Upon my hand, that I could bruise Whene’er it mocked me and my art! For half the time I mope apart— The truth to see I can’t refuse— My lady has an opal heart. Rages and blisses through me dart As o'er I ponder her abuse. Ah me, it mocks me and my art! T wish I'd known it at the start, Ere I had found a love to lose— My lady has an opal heart, Ah me, it mocks me and my art! VRANCIS 5. SALTUS A PERFECT MATCH. S6YOUNG JINGLE surely can't shave with such a jagged razor,” remarked Indeed he doe: ind he can use plied Merritt. “It's the only on his face. You know he is so covered with pimpl IN NO HURRY. JONES. who was paying his first vist to the Ps at a kiosk to purchase a plan of the grounds. hey"re two francs apiece,” replied the “ saleslady” to his inquiry. A trifle dear, my dear,” was Jones's comment; “don’t you believe they'll get cheaper “Yes; after the exh “Ah! In that case I'll s exhibition, had stopped ion closes.” vait.” ONE LEVEL-HEADED GIRL. Mr. Blaise—"1 know I'm not what the world calls a good man, Lucille, but I love you; and if you'll only marry me I swear I'll reforn Lucille—"\f you love me, what's the matter with a reformatory, and save me the pains and expen: Sa A COMPULSORY RENOVATION. Scarks—" What wuz it, Bill? Dogs?” Nope. Got ketched in a’ street-sweepin’ machine, GO UP HEAD. A™ A COL] AMINATION, “And now, sir, let us see whether you know more about physical science than about the other subjects you have studied. What are the properties of heat? “One of its properties is to cause expansion.” “Correct: give me an illustration.” “Oh, that’s easy enough. the days to lengthen, sir, In summer, the sun, being hotter, causes THREE IS AN Mn. CLINT. Ross (recently betrothed) —"* Who's my ‘ittle dumpling?” Miss SkaTE—" Lis. Mr. Ross—* Who's your ‘ittle dumpling?” Miss SkaTE—"' Oo is. ASSEMBLAGE, Mx. He had 1 join th’ crowd, S—"T couldn't hold old Enoch no longer, friends. comicbooks.com