Judge — January 24, 1891 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE HER ARGUMENT. WELL, no, not handsome in the least — his figure 's straight and tall ; He has good teeth and roguish eyes, nice hair, his hands are small, On every block you'll meet a man much hand- somer than he, But then, I love him — that makes all the differ- ence, you see. Not rich—far from it. He is just a book-keeper down-town. Of course his salary can't be much; he works for Black & Browa. I dare say’ we shall have to take the smallest kind of flat To start with; but I love him so I shall not care for that. He isn’t talented at all. He doesn't paint nor sing Nor rhyme; nor show, indeed, a special taste for anything Out of the common way, He smokes more than he ought to do; But then, I love him so I've learned to love tobacco too! And, yes, he has a temper—he is not an angel, quite. He scolds me often; but I think he's nearly always right. And even if he wasn't I should try to think he was, Because ‘twould break my heart to really quarrel; and because — Oh, just because. And I can't help it—that explains it best. It doesn't? Well, then nothing will. You think I am vossessed? You say I make myself a slave, and wonder how I can? But, dear, I see you don't know what it is to love a man. es lhe THOSE CONFUSING DRESS-SUITS, NO QUARTER FOR BLIZZARDS. Mr. Beentiar—" P'raps you'll show us to our seats?” Mr. CummERForD—"'Sir! I am a gentleman.” [T WAS in a Utica hose-house and the boys were talking about the Mr. Beextitar— fit, my friend, That other one down the aisle many deaths caused in the west by the blizzards. there is a hog. : “Darn them blizzards!” exclaimed a listener. “The government SECRETS OF THE BUSINESS. ought to order out the troops and shoot down every mother's son of em.” ¢«\A/HAT is Fleecy doing since he left the signal-service?” “Oh, he's writing weather indications to order for western FINISHING OUT THE PROVERB. newspapers.” She (defending herself) —"' told her, monsieur, that she was the last HIS QUEST. person to criticise me. You know what our English proverb says about Wife—" You know that poor family in the next block? When’ I people who live in glass house: took some bread around to them to-day they were actually starving. Monsieur le Blane—"Ye-es; zat ‘The minister called this afternoon and I told him all about it.” zey should pull down ze blind, is it Husband —" That is terrible. What did the minister call for?" not, mademoiselle ?” Wife—" He wanted to raise a subscription for the Fiji islanders. AN UNFORTUNATE COMBINATION OF CIRCUMSTANCES. HEADQUARTERS, | Coldwater Temperance Society. RESOLUTIONS. ‘Wibereas: Two reputable and truth-loving sisters of this Society have deposed and sworn that wit their own eyes they beheld the Reverend Doctor Howler, a once | prominent member of this Society, Coming from out a rum-shop; a reas : This society is much shocked and mortified at such ac- tions by one of its leading mem- | bers, it is ‘Resolved: That the aforesaid Doctor Howler be expelled from this Society in disgrace: and ‘Resolved : That the members of this Society refuse to hold inter- course in any manner whatever with the above-named Doctor Howler. 6. comicbooks.com