Judge — January 25, 1890 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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FA MY LITTLE WIFE. LOVE her for her willful ways, Bright tears, impetuous words of praise ; For flashing anger’s lightning fleet, For questioning looks, for hisses sweet ; I love her when she laughs, and when She frowns—oh, how I. love her then ! She is not prudent, meek or wise; Not such a jewel as they prize Who seek perfection in the form Of lovely woman. Sun and storm And fire and frost in her combine ; Tut, oh, I'm very glad she’s mine. Her changing moods are hard to gauge— Now wildly gay, now mildly sage, Now brisk and busy all about, Now fast asleep, now going out, Now wiping tears away, perplext, Next making tea, and singing next. But she is at her loveliest best When day is done and time for rest Draws near, and sleep hangs in her eyes Like waiting snow in wintry skies ; And when she kneels to say her prayer My worldly heart kneels with her there. M.S. matoces IN PHILADELPHIA. NOT TO BE BALKED. Visto To THE ciry —"* What makes you walk like that?” Native—"* Walk?) Why, man alive, I'm chasing a horse-car! Don't = upon a time in a country theatre the heavy tragedian had forgotten detain me. ly discovered its absence in the stabbing scene, Equal to . the occasion, he threw himself upon the villain of the piece and cried : SHOCKING TO RELATE. “Die, wretch! I would have stabbed thee to thy wicked heart had Inot left. THE CONVERSATION had turned on popular superstitions ger in my chamber. But thou shalt not escape, as I propose to strangle when one of the company remarked: in the presence of this honorable assembly.” “It is well, however, not to be too incredulous. I had an uncle who, at the age of seventy-seven, one day committed the imprudence of sitting down to dinner when by doing so he made thirteen at table.” “And he died the next day?” was somebody's breathless query. No; but on the very self-same day thirteen ars afterw nas \ perceptible shudder ran through the party. HE WAS ACCOMMODATED. WHERE IGNORANCE IS BLISS. L I'TLE dreams he, as he kneels so meek At the feet of the maid debonair, That her teeth are false, that she paints her cheek, That she wears another's hair. A POINT IN ETIQUETTE, >" What is really the most approved way (in a disgusted tone as his new dress-suit a baptism from his friend's fruit) 1 think Mn, Sanson (as ene of the ncig den, fer one '™€ Proper place for you to eat one would be in a | good blow an’ I reck’n she'll start. _— bath-tub. KNEW HIS WEAKNESS. A CONFECTIONER'S. “Oh, mamma! do buy me some of those lovely motto-candies.” ling, if you'll divide them with your little b “Certainly, I'll eat the candy and give him the mottoes; he's awful fond of reading HER DUTY. Evelyn —°\ have looked the matter over from all sides. Jack offers me a fortune and Charley has nothing but his brains,” Charlotte —"\ suppose you will take the one you love the best.” y ¢ about concluded that Lean ** Massy saiks alibe! She's d back d etter care of Jack's money than of Charley’ SES SBS wine) Cote a doa etter back Grange brains.” comicbooks.com