Judge — December 1889 — page 29: what you’re looking at

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reciprocate, And so they ought. I hate a lack of reciprocation. Four of my gifts are duplicates of others; but these I can send right away for New-year’s presents, and by using what I have kept from last year and expending but a small amount of money I shall conclude this year’s holiday business with wonderful economy ; and economy is a great virtue. I have heard some say they did not especially enjoy Christ mas. It secms so strange to me, to whom it is the one hol of the year. So much unselfish giving! such an opening of pocket-books! such generous tokens of friendship! such general good-fellowship ! But I must not write more. I am too tired, and to-morrow will be a busy day; for I must at once send my packages away, lest the overcrowded mail and express fail to get them to their destinations on time, I should be really mortified if they should fail to reach my friends until after N IF THE MAN who devised the dumb piano would o a dumb horn and drum many of us wouldn't be so resigned to having Christmas come only once a year. A THRILLING EXPOSE. A NEW SHAPE, “DPfwhat med yez late 7” Oi had a bit av a tumble wid Clancy, wid him on top i had t’ shtop at Hurley's t’ git me hat blocked.” CHRISTMAS ACROST “CHRISTMAS comes but once a year!" (However, that is not so queet)— Ring the bells and have good cheer! In the land let all be gay! Swift our eagle flies awa Turkey is our bird to-day. Make the most of day and night, And, with thanks for life and light, Satisfy your appetite. SOMETHING CH ING, 6¢ CAN'T YOU WRITE something really cheering for the Christmas nuffiber of the paper?” asked the managing editor of one of the sub-editors, “Oh, yes; I guess so,” he replied, And this is what he wrote: “No more original poetry will be published in this paper from now out.” Mr. BRECKENRIDGE (zoho has responded to a knock on the door)— “'T warn't nobody but d’ jonitor, He wants us ter play d’ kitty fer he's benefit, Who tuk my MARS WICH?" HER ETERNAL AFFECTION. Giles —" 1 was thinking of giving Mamie a subscription to the best magazines.” Merritt —" Don't you do it. That girl never loves any one more than six months, and you would fecl rattled for the rest of the year.” FLIGHT OF TIME, 13 no one hastens to his knock He soon becomes a snarler, But he never seems to mind the clock When he’s with her in the’ parlor. A country parson gets married it is time for him to put away the barrel he has. used to hold Christmas slippers in past years. He can use it for his sermons. NOT AS BAD AS HE THOUGHT. Wife—" 1 want some money to buy things for Christmas. Do I vex you?” Hubby —" No, my dear. 1 thought you were going to ask me Mr, Potuemus—' Mistah Breck’ridge, I s'pose dat hif yo's wuz a Aarm-san’ to go shopping with you.” yo! ain't got no special int’rest in dis yer ace-san'wich we done foun’ on d’ tebble ?” comicbooks.com