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E ARCHERY. Mr. Conincsuy —" That last one was a very wild shot, Miss Bretherton, The arrow went ‘way over the wall.” APPROPRIATE TO THE OCCASION. 6] HAVE an idea, my lord,” observed Queen Victoria to her prime Farum BILLNar—"T knowed they wuz snakes ‘round minister, “which, I think, will add to the friendly feeling which dinged'f I ever see one so hungry he had t' fly fer his vittles.”” exists between this country and Americ your majesty deign to mention Salisbury obsequiously. “It is that we confer on President Harrison the order of the Garter on the thirtieth of May next.” “But why decorate him on that particular date, my here, but I'm replied Lord Because that is Decoration-day in America.” CHYOU girls are so envious, which T regret.” Asked she, “Are not men too a covet-us set?" A LITTLE ACCOMMODATION. Yo, ‘ou see before you no common wayside tramp. I ask not for bread ; but Tam subject to fits, and I feel one coming on, May I step in out of the cold and have it in your hal NOTHING TO FIGHT ABOUT. COWVHAT a blessing it is that the war “You lie.” is over, the country is united and You do too.” nothing but peace and good-will are to be Biff! found in all this broad land.” “Take that.” This remark, made by Private Briggs, Biff! biff! late of the United States army, was ad- Both veterans were rolling in the mud. dressed to Private Blossom, late of the Private Briggs managed to get on CS.A. top of Private Blossom, and as he held “ You're right,” replied the latter heart- him down he said: ily. “There's nothing now toquarrel about. * My dog can, whip yours.” By the way, that is a fine dog of yours.” “Yes,” admitted Blossom faintly. “You bet it is, It can lick anything ‘Then the war was over a dog-fesh in this county.” “Well, I doubt that “1 don't.” “In fact I've got a dog are you us?” “Tm giv: ing it to you straight. My SOMETHING ELSE IS. Mrs. Senso (listening to an uncongenial sermon) —" Don't you think Mr, Nave’s judgment is a little warped ?” U a eM RETALIATION. Now that the cafés exhibit famous works of art we would suggest that the art academy at its next exhibition even matters up by retaliating as al Pimvet.—"* 1-don't know about the judgment, child, but"— comicbooks.gom