Judge — November 2, 1889 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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T thought, “* Oh, elves, bethink my plight And with thy witcheries move her.” A little cloud came o'er the moon, I couldn’t then resist her ; Again ‘twas light, but not too soon, For I had clasped and kissed her. THE TWO R'S. ‘¢ LATE to dinner as usual, my dear. Where can you have been gan- =i|S KATE and I walked down the lane, I tried to tell her, but in vain, The starlight night, the moon's HALLOWEEN. That evening in November, ‘The words I now remember. weird light, Seemed made for bashful lover ; DILUTED PLEASURE, And the steaming hot aroma from the plunder He was sitting at the end as grim as thunder. 1ONE 1 JONRS. “‘T never caf a luncheon,” was the surly, arp reply, “T just inhale the odor, (/udiges dering to all the morning?" “Why, Tran across q detachment of our brave defenders and stop- ped to look at them." “You know your doctor insists on your taking your meals with the greatest regularity.” “True; but pray tell me how I'm to follow a regimen and a regi- ment at one and the same time, Mrs. Wiseacre? “het onery ole b'ar an’ no gun} Jest my blamed luck.” IN THE GLOAMING. His darling —" George, dear, how sad and solemn are the thoughts connected with the close of the year. The beautiful sumaner is dead. The boughs of the trees, stripped of their foliage, bend and sway in the chill autumn breezes that sough through their—their ”. “Whiskers?” suggested George himself. “No; branches, dearest. And listen to the melan- choly chirpings of the toad- stools Those are not toad- stools; they are crickets, dear.” Oh, is that so? I knew it was something to sit on.” SOMETHING NEW. Waiter—" What's you order, Gentleman — One patent leather lunch.” Waiter (calling) —" Piece of apple-pie and two lemon- cookies.” AN IGNOBLE WEAPON. Hol’ en! You don't git the “How's that strike yer?” groceries without a rassle for ‘em,”" the LASSOED, 's all this yelling about?” Mr. Brumiry—" You'll find out if you don’t git an axe an’ let me loose. I hitched this rope on m’self afore I went t' sleep so’s to be sure, an’ I happened t’ turn over two'r three times in th’ night !” HE WAS NOT AFRAID. Farmer's wife—"Aren't you afraid, my good man, that some day you will be killed by the cars, walking as much as you do on the track?” Tramp—*No, mum; I've been on the great steel highways for fif- teen years, and I've never been killed yet.” A TERRIBLE BLUNDER. First great politician—" My heavens! the state ticket is lost.” Second ditto—" Nonsense, What makes you carry on like First great pol “Do you know, man, that convention adjourned without adopting resolutions of sympathy for Ireland in her struggle for home rule?” ITEY were sitting at the counter of the famous oyster-house, ea thrill of keenest pleasure to the sense of all but one, “What's the trouble, Colonel Rubbles?” asked his neighbor on the left. “Why don't you eat your luncheon?” was the question ; *Now light out, darn yer!" HEN some fun you'd be at ‘Then fine weather comes pat ; But your pleasures all scatter ‘When the rain comes down patter. THE POWER OF EXAMPLE, ASTER TOMMY. was strutting about, very proud of his first pair of pants, “And now,” remarked a member of the “you're quite-a man.” “Yes; added the young- ster, “and I can swear just like papa.” family, comicbooks.com ,