Judge — February 8, 1890 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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THE ACROBAT AND HIS FAMILY. “AN ILL WIND,” ETC, A FRENCH officer of high rank in the last war had his leg shot away by a cannon-ball. While he was being cared for his valet wept bitterly. my good fellow,” said the officer with grim humor; “you've had all the luck to-day, for you'll never hereafter have to shine more than one boot.” SENTE! S PASSED BY THE JUDGE. [GNORANCE lies suspicious inher lair. A need must first be felt before it can be supplied. Love measures all things by the height of one object. There is but little truth in epigrams, maxims and aphorisms, There is always some one found to provide for idiots and sluggards, The heart is always instinctive—quick to percei and ready to act. If one is impressed with the exquisite tact of some simple deed and looks into the matter it will transpire that the suggestion of the act came from the heart. Man is in a chronic state of longing after the una A SAFE DECEPTION. Mrs. Brown —"V'm afraid Johnnie won't eat this worm candy if I tell him what it is, and if I give it to him without telling he'll be apt to be suspicious.” Brown — Hide it away in the corner of the pantry.” tainable—not unattainable because impossible to at ® . but in the sense of its being unattainable at the moment of ARE WE COMING TO THIS? its desirability. Were he once completely and entirely satisfied, that reple- QCENE, mayor's office, Chicago, in the year 189-, Enter would-be tion would prove his coup de grdce. KATHIINE GKOSJRAN, benedict —Sir, I desire to enter the matrimonial state.” Mayor of Chicago—* My young friend, you have come to the wrong place; this is Illinois, the divorce state. You will have to go to Utah.” FEBRUARY. , EBRUARY, of the icy hue, ‘That stand’st between the es T’sing— O Half-frozen hands and feet, and noses blue, winter and the spring, Thy very varied mis Cold, biting winds that chill us through and through, Stiff necks, sore throats, chapped lips, And sundry ills that need nom sting, tionil But make us thine unwelcome presence rue. I see en in saloons ten times a day In eager tones demand a “mash” or "fizz"; From morn to eve I note them go and cv Ah, then T know thy spirit holdeth si Ys d that thy one excuse for being To help the sale of whisky, gin and ru HIS IDEA OF HER NEEDS. yoman —" { S b, do you keep the bloomer costumes here ?” NEW STYLE OF TATTOOING IN THE LAKE CITY. >. Mum, but we've got the bloom ‘er youth, fe. Cicaco MaN—"If you don't believe that Chicago is the business cen- Have a bottle? tre of this country and ought to have the fair, look at that.” comicbooks.com