Judge — December 13, 1890 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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186 “FROM THE LAND OF THE DACOTAHS.” ROM far Dakota's {rigid fold ‘Came Sandy, brave a lad and bold As ever brandished bowie-dirk And swore by heaven and holy kirk, Religious credo, erypt and cross To Sandy were not worth a {oss ; And yet he held peculiar creed, For he believed in th€* broncho breed. Dakota Sandy took in his No colt from Castile or Cadiz ; For him no swart Arabian steed ; No Flemish foal was worth its feed; No mad young mare of Mexic stock, No bounding charger from Maroc, No Ukraine bay, no Baltic stud — Nothing. in fact, but broncho blood. Dakota Sandy sweeps no more ‘The pathless prairie-pastures o'er. ‘The good die youthful when they tack Their young years to a broncho's back. So Sandy ; he’s in heaven, they say— At least he certainly went that way. JAY pee. PROGNOSTICATING THE WINTER. CAREFUL collation of the forecasts of the weather likely to be issued to the country this winter shows the follow- ing results: The hornets are building their nests several sizes smaller than usual and higher up the trees. This economy in house- room and rent expenditure indicates a mild winter and an out-door life for our esteemed contemporaries the hornets. The goose-bone belonging to Colonel Harris of Lexington, Kentucky, indicates a dry and cold winter. This goose-bone has never failed. The goose-bone belonging to Colonel Fitzwilliam of Frankfort, Ken- tucky, predicts a wet and warm winter. Colonel Fitzwilliam’s goose-bone has attained a national reputation for the accuracy of its forecasts. Dr. Veeder of Derry, Pennsyl- a, who has made a specialty of sun-spots, auroras and magnetic storms, and who carries a large stock ‘of these goods on hand at all times, says that the peculiar manifestations of these phenome- na indicate a winter of three-ply severity. The sage-hens of Nevada were six weeks behind in their hatching © —a never-failing sign of a short, mild winter. The moss on the trees is of a thickness which presages a long, hard winter. The musk-rats are building Queen Anne houses with pleasant porticoes in front, thus showing that the winter will be an open and very pleasant one, Westei possibilitie: A VOICE. NEAR THY, CAMP-FIRF. —"* Villains, your sin has found you out!” "ve got a whackin’ fat one, * Put him in der bag an’ come on.” HE DIDN'T MIND THE SALT, SOMILKMAN (seeing the Atlantic for the first time)—" Gurglin’ pumps! what The Hudson river is full of crabs, and a weather-beaten old fisherman says he never knew crabs to gather in such large numbers without the convention being followed by a cold winter and plenty of it. From the foregoing it seems reasonably clear that we shall have a large quantity of variegated and assorted weather before the robins nest again. wat. siviren, TOO TRUE. Woodknow —"1s it true that Chicago is a godless city?” Beenthere I do not doubt it in the least.” Woodknow —* On what do you base your belief ?” Beenthere—" Well, you see it is several hundred miles from Providence.” A MIRACULOUS ESCAPE, A PERMANENT CURE. Jaggs—"Since Jones used Doctor Killorcure’s elixir of life he has not been troubled with rheumatism.” 's—"Do you think it’s a permanent cure?” Jaggs —"Oh, yes; he’s dead.” y (the parrot) —"" That's th’ last time T'll ever go callin’ down to that hen-coop.” comicbooks.com