Judge — May 16, 1891 — page 6: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

JUDGE THE WHITEWASH MAN. Ht my brother! give us thy brawny hand. Of all the occupations in our land Thine is in most demand. Not all of us, equipped with brush and pail, The faults and follies of mankind assail ; But with the silver tongue or ready pen We hide with flowing speech the faults of men. Like thee, alas! we oft the vessel tip And stain our garments with the careless drip. WORTH HIS WHILE. sey HEAR that Trotter has failed for-half a million.” : “Lucky dog! I'd fail myself for that amount.” A SIGN OF SPRING. THE surest sign of spring so fair That we've seen yet Is this sign, hung up everywhere— Oft do we wend to legislative halls To wield the magic brush o'er spotted walls ; To make the dingy records snowy white, Or make old mildewed wrong look like the right. How oft doth history our thought engage As with our brush we smear the yellow page ; And soft I whisper, some enameled face We help to whiten from an old disgrace ; And yet, in spite of all our art can do, The darker colors live and glimmer through. TOLET, PRECISELY. Hunker —"You are familiar with bot- any, I believe Spatts —* Somewhat.” Hunker —" To what genus do the New York Astors belong?” Spatts—"To the golden-rod species.” Thou art the chiefest of the graces three, Thy brush the emblem of sweet charity ; And while men sin and rooms grow dark we hail Thy willing hand, thy snowy brush and pail. ALT. WORDEN. GLAD TO BE RID OF THEM. 44] HAVE no friends,” sighed the poor man, “Humph!” said the millionaire grimly, as you want of mine.” ou can have as many HER SECRET. se]S IT indeed true,” she said softly, rapidly over her fair young face, hat-band I gave you when we first met, all these years for my sake? “It is," he muttered hoarsely, realizing for the first time as he gazed sadly into the crown of his new spring der- by the awful re ality of the great sacrifice he had made for the fair young creature who stood by his side, “Then, darling,” she murmured, as she threw her- self into his arms with a glad cry, “you need not wear it any more. a mantling blush spreading that this, dear, is the same and that you have worn it WAS IT INTENTIONAL? * Hello, old boy! how did your singing take last night at the lr meeting of the ‘ New-married-ladies’ social league '?" SECOND TENOR (aged forty-five) —"* Bah ! it dido’t take at all. speak to me afterwards. Fixst TENOR—" That's queer. What did you sing?" SECOND TENOR —"'T sang * When you and I were young,’ and for an encore I First TENOR ‘They wouldn't sang ‘’Twas twenty years ago. I have just made you another.” LOYAL TO GROVER. *6P)ON'T you detest those men who are alwa ying in the newspapers what they don’t mean?” “No; you see I'm a Grover Cleveland man myself.” A POLICE PERMIT SHOULD BE REQUIRED. Primus —" Quite a scene at the theatre last night. Secundus —"Weart disease, 1 suppose.” = Primus—*No; concussion of the brain. The orchestra was playing Wagner's lullaby.” GENUS LOCI. Sara (Chicagoensis) —“I don’t care if my father # a pork-packer. Why should people be prejudiced against pork, I'd like to know?" Jane—' Well, Sara, you know it és somehow indissolubly associated with Chicago.” Z A litte girl fell dead in the parquet.” SMOOTHING THINGS OVER. Host —"' Yo's not gwine, Mistah Alston’ Mr. J. Atstox—"""D Dat younges’ Miss Betts ‘sulied me. Most —"' Fo’ de lan’ Mr. J. Atstox didn’t want a Host jdn’t mean a hair-brush, She wuz referrin’ t'a brush at whist.” She asked me if 1 comicbooks.com