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JUDGE THE MODERN PHYLLIS. HIYLLIS has donned a tennis dress, Confined each wandering, wavy tress Beneath a broad-brimmed hat which turns Up at one side, Her sandal'd foot Is hid within a russet boot, And anything like gloves she ‘spurns. Phyllis has cast aside her crook ; No longer needs she it to hook Her straying lambs, Before her shrine Suitors innumerable bend— And far too many, I contend, For I would have her wholly mine. Her slaves grow brighter at a nod, A tennis-racket is the rod By which she governs (likewise serves) ; But, entre nous, I'm forced to say This Phyllis of our modern day Likewise possesses modern ‘* nerves.” A DISCIPLE OF DOCTOR WATTS. [8 4 POLICE-courT. You're a pretty-looking fellow to come here y. you were caught with y rrante delicto, $0 to speci “Well, your honor, you know as ‘ow nothin’s more demoralizin’ nor idleness. 1 must do sunthin’.”" 1d plead not guilty. ir hand in the complainant's pocket—# JUNE. sacred unto bugs and stinging-bees, -grinders and the strolling band js distracting music o'er the land, ‘To moonlight joys and midnight revelries, ‘To poets’ hopes and lovers’ ecstasies— June, sacred unto Coney island sand, The ice-cream store and soda-water st And the mosquitoes’ ceaseless harmonii June, thou art full of dire uncertaint Of disappointment, p (Such very stran Of plunging a poor fool in misery), For when a famous race-horse we do back He's always sure to halt and come in last! A FICKLE MAN. E the mikado has been reconstructing the Japanese cabinet’ that’s the second change this year.” “Is that so? Why, I've had a J years and haven't changed it once.” ese cabinet in my parlor for TO SUIT THE OCCASION. SO\YVELL, my dear, are you quite sure that the new play we are going to see to-night is quite proper?” “Entirely so, my darling; but why do you ask?” “Because if I have to blush much I had better wear my scarlet corsage—it would make a prettier effect.” THE STYLE HAS CHANGED. Stranger —Why don’t you continue your game of ball?” Small bo and. they phany Jones has run home with the catcher’s mask, in’t a bustle in the neighborhood.” Re StuRset Pops AR Pants, A MODERN IMPROVEMENT. Mr. Jack JovNer (noticing sign)—" Fetch me some buckwheat-cakes an’ ice-cream, an’ don’t be a week.” TOO EXPENSIVE. SSYVELL, Spowter, were any eggs thrown at you during your lect- uring tou “Not an egg. Why, man, eggs were worth thirty cents a dozen all the time I was gone!" A MEMBER OF ANOTHER CHURCH. Mr. Fan; Mrs. Fangle—"You surprise me. Episcopalian.” *My friend Gazzam is a philanthropist.” [always understood he was an AN EXCESS OF POWER. Mas. Sreestnny “Cynthy, yo" gre't big lazy nussance! why doan’ yo" blow dat yer tiah 7" Cyyritia—Saiks alive! I clean (A/as-s-s¢ 1) fergot, mammy.” comicbooks.com