Judge — December 1889 — page 9: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

AT THE MUSICALE, Is that man going to sing, mamma?" ‘S.sh, dear ! yes. It's Professor Von Woggleski.” 's o warm here, I should think he'd like to take off his furs before he begins.” CHRISTMAS MORNING. $6 G00D morning, Jack! Do come right in. “And gaze on this—a smoking-coat ; ‘A merry Christmas to you, Indeed a thing of beauty. Oh, yes; I've lots of presents here. Til try it on—you must not laugh— You want to see them, do you? Just from a sense of duty. “ Well, that's a shirt-protector there— “‘ The shoulders baggy, sleeves too long, That queer thing lined with yellow. The collar short two inches! It's gorgeous ; and you think it fine— And now to write her ‘many thanks,’ But now draw near, old fellow. That's where the blamed shoe pinches. “You see that hook (just /iée a girl)— “And that reminds me—slippers here ; Take care; don’t disarrange it, Another vain endeavor. It’s on the awkward side, but I They'll ornament my bureau-drawer, Can have my sister change it. But I can wear them—never! “They're number eight—my foot is nine "— But Jack was disappearing. He'd gone to try his neckties on, And was ‘way out of hearing. LENA GILBERT Brown, HIS FIRST AND LAST COMMISSION. MONUMENT MANUFACTURER—"* That inscription you sent me was — ‘How's that strike yer?” too weak an’ shilly-shallyin’, an’ I've cut one into th’ monnyment that I think’ll suit you better.” comicbooks.com