Judge — October 17, 1891 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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OUISVIJLE “ Aud they made bells of pure old." Ex. xxx. 25. ae When I shet my eyes an’ listen to the bells 0” Louisville, An’ the house is full o' si- lence an’ the wimmin folks is still ; When the children’s gone a-fishin’ an’ the baby's gone asleep, An’ I'm amazin’ worrited about their board an’ keep, ‘There's a solid bit o' com- fort in the music o° them bells. *At’s flung acrost the river to the Injiany'hills, “At makes me feel a'most as young as what I ust to feel, When I shet my eyes an’ listen to the bells 0° Louisville. Since my beard’s a-gittin’ grizzled an’ my hair's a-growin’ thin i ~ ‘gucci : Lots o' times I wisht ‘at I could be a Hoosier once agin, Native—‘'I don't mind tellin’ yer, friend. They's a prize-fight goin’ on A-raisin’ corn an’ ‘taters on them Injiany knobs— down thar in th’ holler. Ef the ‘taters wuz all blossoms an’ the corn wuz mostly cobs— DEFEATED PRIS Fer I love the smell o' sassafras, the sighin’ o' the pines, ‘The puckerin’ persimmons whar the tender ‘possum twines, An’ [ never kin fergit ‘em, an’ I rikollect ‘em still When I shet my eyes an’ listen to the bells o' Louisville. Theni bells go swingin’ up an’ down like wild canary birds, \-preachin’ sermonts miles away withouten any words, Till my heart's as soft as baby's, there, a-grabbin’ at the flies, An’ I bresh the sweat-drops from the furries underneath my eyes ; Fer ‘mongst the things ‘at we find out without our bein’ told T reckon "bout the saddest is ‘at we're a-gi An’ the years is comin’, goin’, an’ a-co When I shet my eyes an’ listen to the bells 0° Louisville, EDWIN 5. HOPKINS. UNREASONABLE. LCYOU are mine forever!” exclaimed the young man rapturously, after the woman had said yes. “Ah! protested the latter, “you forget that Tam an actress.” HIS ABILITY RECOGNIZED. Cumso—"1 hear that the government is about to lose Professor Dyrenfurth, the 4 man who has been so successful in produc- GRATITUDE. ikig: rain at will” eanGROOKS (who has just had his picture taken for the rogues! gallery) — Fangle—" What's the trouble?" Thank ye, boss; you're the first photographer who never axed me to ‘smile a Cumso—"Jay Gould has engaged him at a higher price than the government can afford to pay.” NEWS TO HIM. S¢EJAVE you Pope's poems?” asked a young lady of a new clerk in a book-store. “T didn’t know that the pope wrote poetry, ma’am,” replied the latter, surprised. THE EIGHT-HOUR DAY. Shade—"\ expect a friend of mine up every minute. Can't you keep ROUGH ON THE PROFESSION. the gate open a_ little Uncte Mose —"* Jedge, yoah honah, I fall: eS longer?” back on mah previous good rep'tation. Hab ENLIGHTENING HIM. e i yo ebber seed me up befo' de coht befo'?” 5 . i een ‘ St. Peter—"1 have if SrRaNcen (fointing to Palmer house, Chicago) — Will you kindly tell Vd ie Justice Clover —"' Never, Mose. me what building th: worked eight hours to- Uncie Mose—'' No, sah; nebber, I takes Cuicaco MAN—" Why, man, that is the largest hotel and this is the day, and the gate is pains to keep'way from such disrep'tabie places, greatest city in the world! Why, where did you come from that you don't know closed until to-morrow 2h. An’ yet, sah, heah yo's gwine to take agin these things?” me de word of a shif'less lawyer who's been STRANGER —"* London, England.” morning.” hauntin’ de cohts all hees life.” t comicbooks.com