Judge — February 15, 1890 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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A VALENTINE. F 1 COULD get the rhymes I want (It seems I can’t) Or strike a lyre—but no one has A lyre, alas! If 1 in rhythmic measured flow My love might show — But then I couldn't; on ¢hese grounds It knows no bounds. And yet a valentine must be Produced by me. Now, what am I to do, sweetheart— @ Denied of art, Scorned by the muse and baffled by Each flight I try? 1 feel discouraged, sad, distressed, And would suggest That there may be a better way Than poet's lay— Strong, heart-felt prose and manly nerve, As thus—observe : I love you, sweet; will you be mine— My valentine? ART ASTRAY, Our New FOOoTMAN—"* Would you know it, ma'am?" Mrs, Butss—'* It looks like a Turkish woman out for a walk." Our NeW FooTMAN—"'It's not, ma'am ; it's me. Me cousin did it wid his new chammyra, an’ he said he got th’ foocus.a bit too near me.” SENTENCES PASSED BY THE JUDGE. HOSE who love, love to serve. Prejudices are harder to reconcile than principles. The only drawback to one’s perfect happiness is one’s self. There is a harmony which underlies the most abrupt transitions. The name of friendship is profaned almost as often as the name of the deity. Those who make friendship a tie of interest will be left stranded by the first strain placed upon it. No gate stands barred to him who works with the tools of patience in the light of understanding. When. gratitude exceeds love the tongue is eloquent; when love is greatest the eyes alone speak. It has been said that love excludes gratitude. If this is true it is be- cause gratitude is swallowed up by the love which it augments. DAMP CHEERFULNESS. KATIVINE GxOsjRAN, MARLINE JACK —"' Say, Bill?” Oaxkum BILL (spluttering) —"Aye, aye!” MARLINE. JACK (soith remembrances of Liverpool) —'* This is th’ first time I ever preferred th’ gallery th” pa TO A SEAL-SKIN SACQUE IN A FURRIER’S WINDOW. oO! PRECIOUS thing, by woman coveted . ‘Thou bringeth tears of gladness to her eye, Thou causeth her sorrow quick to fly. Possessing thee on air she seems to tread, More happy than a school-boy with his sled, More placid than the brook that purleth by, More joyous than the lark within the sky Or merry linnet piping overh ‘Thou lookest smooth a 1 will allow ; Thou'rt worthy of a poet's praise, I know ; Thou'rt worth a woman's worship, there's no doubt— Bat Tam thinking hard if ever thou Dost out from inside of that window go Some fellow’s pockets will go inside out. A WATCH AS LEGAL TENDER. ‘ass —"1 think I'll have to pawn my watch. I'm short THE SAND-BAG DISCOURAGED. Dooney (the thug) —** What's d’ time o' night, gen’ Mr. CASER (t0ho ovons a composite tor) —"" Look for yourself, my friend.” There is no necessity for that. Time itself is comicbooks.com