Judge — August 2, 1890 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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FROM THE PORTUGUESE. MB. THOMAS STINGY is precisely what his name would signify. ‘The other day a friend visited him, It was very hot, and after a few words had been inter- changed Mr. Stingy asked his caller, “Would you like to have some refreshment?” “With great pleasure, dear old boy!" awfully t “All right, 1 will open the windows. exclaimed the poor fellow, who was We'll have some breeze.” CAUSE FOR ANGER. tH YOU SAY you don't know Colonel Fellows, and that you never saw him, but you denounce him at every chance you get. What has he ever done to you?” “Well, I'm a Mon hotel-keeper, that’s all.” EVIDENCE OF GREAT WEALTH. at_ makes you think the gent was Mr, Vanderbilt ?" —'Cos, when he stepped off the car I seen a tooth-brush in his vest Maho station~ By-stander eS HIS FIRST SIGHT Mr. Jervis—"Gimme another one, Lu His Sox Giome from minute Mr. Jervis — packages of that te OF A CIGARETTE rk Amherst) —" Why, father, you've had six in less than half a You don’t expect nan to fill his pipe with jest o acker, do yer? “rp them little + LIKE THE SUITS THEMS SOYVHAT is the style of the bathing-suit joke this sea- son?” asked the funny man’s friend. Cut décolleté at the other end a little more than last ELVES. LITTLE SUMMER VERSELETS. TITTLE drinks of lemon- Ade, all tinted pink, At the circus capture Johnny Hayseed’s chink. Little looks of longing Near ice-cream saloons Make the summer girl's Young man again play spoons. Little spells of flirting Where the Sometimes b ammocks swing ing forth diamonds, Often bring—nothing. QA BILL Cdoatican | citer ens | {i | | = IN A CHICAGO THEATRE. GE-MANAGER—" The bass-drummer's laid up t« all we do for drum and cy Propeierox—"T've arranged ita the St. Paul road is to have a box, and he's con ble his name during the overture and between acts Buzenbark of ed to: mum- AUGUST. AUGUST when your skin begins to peel, And perspiration down your face doth pour ; You're sure you know not what you're living for Except to broil and boil and roast and feel The much abhorted caloric o'er you steal. You swear, complain, and swallow drinks galore, Rut after all you only sweat the more And find your sufferings you cannot con Hut, August, though my temper y% I still could think your heat And keep myself from If some mean mortal, leeri In accents that do iz Imost drive © while, wild Wouldn't come and tell me ten times to“ keep cool.” THE LOVELY PESTS. Angry farmer —"See here! don’t you know 1 can’t afford to have my grass trampled down for the sake of a You'll have to move out of here.” Lady from the city —" We are not picking berries; we are gathering dful of these lovely hearted, snow-tipped, ox-eye daisi few berries? . charming, golden- “Ob, 1 beg your pardon, Go right ahead, and come again to-morrow and bring your relatives.” comicbooks.com