Judge — May 16, 1891 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE AN ABRUPT TRANSITION. AN INDIGESTIBLE DISH. T A DAINTY little supper “Oh, thaw the ice, my darling,” With a jaunty little miss He pleaded, “with your breath !" A naughty little husband His wife sprang out before them Was pleading for a kiss. And then he prayed for death, His life was in its winter, “I'm sorry you're so chilly” His heart, he said, was cold ; (The tones he ne'er forgot), He vowed that it would warm it And instantly she made it If her he might enfold. Uncomfortably hot. MITTENS WILLETT. CONVERSATION WITHOUT A SUBJECT. Mrs. Meetupp—"So glad to meet you at last! I've been promising myself this” Mrs. Straiton—"And so have 1. It seems strange that, hearing so much of each other "— Mrs. Mectupp—" Very strange. But when I knew to-night that you were really here I said to myself "— Mrs. Straiton—" Exactly my thought. So it really does seem "— Mrs. Meetupp—" Doesn't it? Still, in picturing, | never dreamed "— Mrs. Straiton—" Oh, you are too kind! I somehow never thought of you as "— Mrs, Meetupp—" Ah, but Lam! On his next birthday my youngest will be "— Mrs. Straiton — Possible? It is so with some women, My husband declares that 1""— Ms, Mectupp —" How like a man! But they always think their wives must be "— Mrs, Straiton —" Yes; don't they? But then, of course, in a measure we "— NCOURAGEMENT. I have called to-night to ask—to ask for your hand.’ ell (silence, while the clock ticks), why don't you?” Mrs. Meetupp — Oh, yes; in a measure, certainly. Do you expect, to-morrow night, to be at the" Mrs, Straiton —"\ hope to be. I always try to go on account of "— Mrs, Mectupp —" Just my feeling. Of course the poor woman isn’t "— Mrs. Straiton—" No, really. But Ae is such a dear fellow! And he’s always at home for her Thursdays. So for his sake I try" Mrs. Meetupp —" \t appeals to me in the same way. I think in society we can do a great deal to stit up" — Mrs. Straiton—"Oh, more than we are aware of. And one likes to feel that one’s influence ™. Mrs, Meetupp — Yes, isn’ But here comes my "—— Mrs. Straiton—" Oh, are you going to" — Mrs, Meetupp —" Yes, this once | shall; with an old""—— Mrs. Straiton—"\'m immensely fond of it; but I've grown too” — Mrs, Meetupp — Oh, indeed you haven't. And this musi Mrs, Stratton —"1 assure you it does. But nevertheless Mrs. Meetupp —"Ah, you are wrong. Revoke your decision and let me get you a"— Mrs. Straiton —“ Thanks; but I really must not think "— Mrs. “No? Then shall I find you here when I ""— Mrs, Straiton —" Ves; unless 1". Mrs, MADRLINE §. ReIDGRS, comicbooks.com