Judge — October 25, 1890 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE THIS MAID SO FAIR. S 1 WAS wheeling through a wood This maid so fair, she smiled at me. And she was young and wise and good— is maid $0 faire Now I was old—and she was young. With ruddy cheeks and nut-browa hair And eyes which laughing glances ung ndind so 1 stopped a moment there, nd ood advice fell from my tongue— ‘maid was fair. “Old Time is flying, charming maid ; ‘He reaches each one on his way ‘what we will, he’s not delayed : So gather rosebuds while ye may— A word is all T fain would say, Yb, maid so fair.” She turned and looked with strange surprise “All youth js venturesome,” said 1. ‘That T should choose to gr Still speaking to this maid so fair; 1 read her wonder in ber eyes, “But I'd advise you not to try With curiosity to know: To race with Time. Be wise! Take care! Why I should choose to greet her so— ‘The fairest roses quickest dh ‘maid so fair. ‘Oh, maid so fair.” She dropped a courtesy as she stood ‘A smile ran o'er her dimpled face. “Old Time might catch me—if he could— But L can beat him in the race,” She said—this maiden of the wood. ‘This maid so fair. She laughed and answered me again ‘+ Full oft has Time to catch me Ral hs efforts were in ain, For I've a tricycle which 1 ride: And to in spite of Time remain “And as for roses that are fled— Who cares for roses that are dead, When roses can be gained anew By diding a tricycle a8 1 do aoe nh the words sbe iaughing said— This maid $0 fair. ARTHUR DUDLEY VINTON, THE HERBALIST AND THE TIGER; OB, THE CONVERSION OF A MAN- RATE! ANYHOW, THEY GOT IT. oe WE GOT the bulge on Sue and Mr. Dolley, didn't we?” exclaimed Miss Bleecker to her visitor from Boston. “Yes, indeed,” replied Miss Beacon-Street ; “we secured the expansion.” TO LITERARY STUDENTS. QE YOU who raise to fame's resplendent domes ‘The books that tell of Buddha and Mahoun ; Oh, fou who go to libraries in the town (In such strange paths the fancy sometines roams) To read of Ibsen; you who in your homes Are busy turning Browning upside down, Who feel a touch of honor and renown In digging deep in o'er-mysterious tomes, T pity you, alas! you do not feel The exultation and the ecstasy, The joy unlimited that comes to him Who, striving no enigmas to reveal, Keeps track of all newspaper poetry, And revels in a tale like “ Deadwood Jim! NATHAN 3, Liv, AX MARRIAGE of convenience ours, yet came ‘The wedding presents— spoons, spoons, spoons, the same. OLD CHOCOLATE’S JOCOSERIOUS CHAT. AR er poses ‘long de dust'es’ road. Pig ‘er shoat, hit er all po’k bimeby. De tru‘ful man doan’ do much bus‘ness. By stum'lin’ de’ chile gits toe lif’ de feet. Bets, laik debts, make mischief ef dey run. De loudes’ talk er offen on de po'es’ side de ahgument. Wren yo' ud cut ‘cross lots doan’ fawgit dar er fences. Dar er no stayin’ yo’ stummick by scein’ anoddah eat. Toe jaw de deaf er z foolish ez toe make faces at de blin’. Ef yo’ doubt de wag ob de dog's tail, try him widout a bone. De boas’ful man er laik de hen dat cackles wedder she lays er no. Hit er a bad spring fo’ de man dat owes fo’ las’ win tah’s po’k an’ meal. Yo" mule balks w’en yo’ load er in de mud, an’ yo’ frien’s er laikly toe do de same. A TRUTH UTTERED. Son—"But accidents will happen, father, in the best- regulated families.” Father —"That’s all right, but I want you to under- stand that mine is not one of the best-regulated families.” LOGICAL McCarthy — Oi say, MeGinni: or the shilver weddin’?” MeGinniss — Naythur, you fule. the tin-weddin’, begobs !" Je A. WALDRON, tin years the wood ‘T-i-n shpells tin. It's THE HAPPY COUPLE. She—" Mr. and happy one, I suppose He—"Yes—very. They didn't live together, you know.” s. Franklin's married life was a very comicbooks.com