Judge — February 14, 1891 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE 335 PROUD SAINT VALENTINE. TO BE EXPECTED. HE PIERCED with darts the loving hearts THE conversation turned on blind people who had been cured after Of eyes that gleam and shine ; long years of darkness. A bach'lor he of high degree, “Well,” volunteered Jones, “I once had an aunt who remained Was proud Saint Valentine. sightless until the advanced age of seventy-seven.” “And then?” asked some one. Alas! one day there came that way “Why, then she died,” replied Jones simply. A maid of face divine ; He caught the darts of queen of hearts— FORCE OF HABIT. Beware Saint Valentine ! Z wh A He—1 saw Claude M. with his wife at the play last night, Some cards complete, and all so neat, and he acted like she was his sweetheart. Something net for him, Are coming down the line : isn’t it?” “Our friends to meet we'll gladly greet She—Well, I should think so. But, you see, she is his type- Madame Saint Valentine.” THE TOBOGGAN GIRL. THOUGH cunning in her winter gown, ‘And pretty as a buttercup, You find her nicer going down Than when you have to drag her up. A RELIC OF ELD. Miss Romantique—" That was an awfully pretty valentine Miss Lovelorn received.” Miss Caustigue—"She has been showing it to her acquaintances for years. It seems to be a family ‘heirloom.” A MEDIATOR —1. Monsteur ReNaup—"‘Aha! you say ze g-r-reat Carnot eez ze g-r-r-rand ass again, I gif you one burst on ze nose, magnifisont !” SHE WAS BUSY. +*MY SOCKS are not darned,” complained Mr. Cumso on Sunday morning. “I had no time to darn them,” replied his . “It took me all day yesterday to write that article on ‘How to make home attractive to * your husband’ for the Woman's Whirled.” Ey AN UNAPPRECIATED KINDNESS. KOMEDICTOR Ss Brown —* Why didn’t you put that penny I gave you in the basket?” Henn Grozenwusst (as the umber team turns the corner) —"" Holt on, Little Joknnie—* Cause | want to send the minister a valentine.” Frenchy! I dakes him all pack.” HOW SHOULD HE KNOW? “eG amu id Mrs. shaw to her hus- band, “what species of ant is this?” “Don't know,” replied Kickshaw; “I'm not an antiquarian.” A FRAGMENT. WHEN Faust wooed Marguerite, they say (If Goethe tells us true), He did it much the same old way That modern lovers do: The story 's old and hackneyed quite, And much like any other; Yet there was method in that fight Faust had with Margy’s brother. For when Faust hinged his blade clear through That brother's vital spine He left for Marguerite’s drear view A heart-pierced Valentine. CHARLES BLOOMINGDALE, JR. A GOOD WEIGHT ANYHOW. Mrs, Cubbage—"Do you know the Mr. Hun Eva== \ ker that Miss Cora is engaged to?” : Cubbage—" Yes." ROULETTE AT HIRSCHBERG'S. a q eel can 3 Hirscumerc —"' Vat's der troubles?” A COO Coa ae 8, BOC an ImpLesteIN—" Dot Mister Cohnberger got so angxious unt inderesded he shdopped der vheel Cubbage—"Yes, indeed. He weighs two mit his nose.” hundred and fifty pounds.” comicbooks.com