Judge — March 28, 1891 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE THE EASTER SERVICE. SAW a little saint on Easter day: ‘She sat quite near me all the service through : ‘She heard each word the (nese had to say ‘And left a scent of violets in the pew. What need to pray to storied saints of stone ‘That {rom the niches high look coldly down, ‘When here beside me in the pew alone ‘There kneels a modern saint in tailor gown ? T thought of golden harps and angels’ wings Bren while I watched her downeast face so And as she turned I marked ‘mong other things ‘In what a charming way she wore her hair. ‘Once, as the anthem sang, her eyes met mine, ‘The organ murmuring in a cadence sad, And while my soul answered the theme divine T noticed what a pretty hand she had. Tne preacher spoke, with words that would inspire, Of heaven anid hope—of Satan and of sin; To listen one could sit ahd never tire— here was a stunning dimple in her chin ! But when at home they asked me of the text —stammered something about Paul; jothing could I think of next, me! — was all I could recall: A scent of violets and a little glove ; ‘A pair of eyes with lashes brown'and long; Two lips that seemed not made for prayer, but love, ‘And a sweet voice that sounded like a song. A VIRGINIA CASUALTY. Mrs, Poinpexter —"* What are you crying for, Fairfax?” Fatneax Potnpexter —"*Calef had to go and laugh, and my best pet rabbit thought it was a burrow and jumped right in. Wow !" Was she an angel sent for Easter day To bring to heaven the earthly thoughts of men? Yet she looked human. Well. I dare not say; But, to make sure, I'll go io church again, POWERS OF DARKNESS. 66P)O YOU believe in evil spirit “I should say so, I have occasionally taken a drink in Brooklyn. THE MINISTER. YOUR fory days of fasting, THE REVISED EDITION. s¢OH. yes,” said Miss Bleecker, “Tam dead sure of it.” “You mean you are fatally certain, dear,” was Miss South- Church's correction. LOVE AND MARRIAGE, As everybody sees, Have made you prone to casting About for marriage fees, THE sil who weds at Easter-tide The man she thinks to rule Is very apt to find the bride Ts but an April fool. NOT THE EDUCATION SHE WANTED. HIS WHEREABOUTS. : Mr. Bingo—"1 met li Mrs. Gazzamt (to her daughter) Bee met a polite Annie, I'm thinking of sending } pe URE A ce “you to boarding-school.”” = = Mrs. Bing fas he? pacing: Mr. Bingo—“In a dime Annie—" Why, mamma, | nev- museum.” . er intend to keep boarders.” A TOUGH beefsteak is a cure HIS SIGNAL, for the consumption — of the beef- Mrs. Weers—‘* Quick! Somebody run for the neighbors ! steak. ‘Weeps, did you do that ?” JoUNNY—" Yes'm. I wanted to at- tract Freddy Bower's attention so’s he'd come over an’ see my new Guinea-pigs.” Wirci is better, do you bet, To die eating or di-et? TO AN OLD FLAME AT EASTER [/MGRIEVED to hear you are to wed, But though you've been untrue, Dear Dollie, you need have no dread T'll be as hard with you, If I should give a trifling gift Upon your wedding day You could not help but praise my thrift, I'd give you—not away, A REFRESHING INSTANCE. Janet — Oh, Geraldine, just think how we have underrated Mr. Thor- ley! Why, it seems he’s been all over Europe, India, China, Japan and Aus- tralia!” Geraldine —" Anything remarkable about that?” i Janet —“Yes, He's never talked Country MemBer G. A. R. any place to us but Brow tryin’ in a quiet way fer more'n ten years to gi these city fellers hang out their application on their front Ta er windys. I'll try that game myself when I git back to the A DENTIST'S epitaph— He is filling “Corners. his last cavity. : C) comicbooks.com