Judge — September 27, 1890 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE LOVE'S EXCUSE. Y MERRY maid, restrain thy mirth, But Cupid's bow oft bringeth pain Be serious with me ; While Dian roams for sport ; One tender sigh hath greater worth Ill fares the heart that pleads in vain, Than all thy frolic glee. Its love laughed out of court. “Ah, me, I see !" the maiden cried, But still she said, with laughing face, * You'd have me weep when at your side.” “* Love should have had a stronger case.” Not so, my love, I tell thee nay ; ‘Then soft she whispered in my ear, I love each mood of thine ; me for a word so gay? But what these stammering lips would say z vith you near Weighs down this heart of mine. And sad with you away. ‘Hla, ha!" she laughed, ‘* I would not choose Alas, my love ! through all the years To hear from you such heavy news.” ‘Thy heart commands my mirth or tears.” AL, WORDEN, A LONG LOOK AHEAD. JONES is engaged, and as usual shows himself a man of caution. “My dear Mrs. B,,” he said one day to the maternal relative of his prospective partner for life, “can’t we change the day to Thursday? You know we originally decided on Wednesday.” “And why, pray, my dear Mr. Jones?” "Because, ma’am, I've been figuring up, and find that if we're ried on Wednesday our silver wedding would fall on Good-Frid: IN A CHICAGO RESTAURANT. Customer —" Look here, waiter, | asked you five minutes ago for a napkin.” Waiter —" Ves, sah; 1 heerd ye, sah; but de gent at de next table isn’t through wid it yet, sah.” THE SEASIDE WAIL. D and dressed, and bathed and dressed, and and dressed some more, And then I just began again and strolled along the shore. I'd gowns for every kind of thing that any girl could do; I'm counted somewhat brilliant, and I'm rather pretty too; d played tennis till I'm quite the proper tan, And fished and fished and fished and fished, but didn’t Catch Man, A PRESSING INVITATION, I see you are fond of autumn leaves Breezy.” . a ee “Yes; there is a world of romance to me in the colored leaf INTERESTING PREVARICATION, He —"Can we not share the romance between us?” Brestin—"*Your friend Tom Ochiltree was telling me of something She—"Ves, Mr. Freshly; I should be delighted. Come around this ‘M#* gappened to you the other day.” a bet tem dollars it evening and sit on the family bible.” was a good one. Go on and tell it. . PROGNOSTICATIONS. A BLAz The arrival of the yellow- plumed knight. Elecampane by the road-side aerow. The tasseling of corn. The harvesting of grain. Stubble. Phe scent of smoke from forest fires. Haze. A round, red moon, A brooding softness in the air, The congregating of birds pour prendre congé. The cricket's mass for the soul of the dying summer. A sudden chi The flutter of a hectic leaf. Memories. ON THE NEWPORT CLIFFS. Autumn, glorious, Doxcaster—"Of course you're putting in a pleasant season?” mnelancholy “heared queen) we Mrs, Siipetie—** Ch ! The house is M rfect, servants everything to be desired, the children are well, and crown th the divorce proceedings are pushing along superbly. KATHOINE GkOSJRAN, comicbooks.com