Judge — October 24, 1891 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE TWO ROSES. ‘O Flo, whose soft, shy glances Now which among her laces My calmness discompose, A withered rose will hide? Whose smile sometimes advances So cool each maiden face is, A hope which half entrances, Love’ reads in it no traces To-day I gave a rose. His dubious course to guide. And then, because T doubted To-night, alas! my roses Which heart to me most clave, Both make the ball-room sweet. To Lesbia, though she’s flouted My rival's coat discloses— } Love's pleas and left him routed, _Is't Lesbia’s flower?—while Flo'sis. 7 A sister bloom I gave. Beneath the dancers’ feet ! sd kw. ms. as THE RIGHT TIME. [TIS said that one of our labor-agitators has had a clock placed over his door with this inscription : “Socialistic clock. War- ranted not to run more than eight hours a d A DIFFICULT UNDERTAKING. Mrs. HaNKtEy —" Wot yo! brushin’ yo'se'f ser careful fer, Claude?” CLaupe—"'I'’se godder go by dat Miss Peterses" house, en ‘r wants ter look neat, mammy.” PRIVILEGES CURTAILED. SOYVHATSS the matter?” asked a tabby-cat of her oldest kitten, who was mewing piteously. “We are shamefully misused, I heard a man say *a cat may look ata king,’ and there is no king here for us to look at.” THEY WEAR THE KILTS. Gummey —" English regiments have the right to bear arms, haven't they ?” A MISTAKE. Glanders —" Of course.” RASHES ASSISTANT Nteae oe odie a Was. jest went over?” Gummey— But itis different with Scotch regiments.” Assistant —"* Gi T thought you said McAuliffe the pugilist. Jest look at th’ cut Glanders —" How is that?" 1 give him!” Guinmey —“ They have the right to bare legs.” Apert — ECHOES OF THE SUMMER SIEGE. i ‘y 66\VELL.” said the old gentleman as he sat down at breakfast, “I'm glad this summer-resort_busi- ness is over with at last. Now maybe we'll be rid of that young fellow Lightjingle, who hung around Clara so much. “Papa,” said Clara, “I must ask you to mention Mr. Lightjingle in terms of respect.” “Why?” “We are engaged.” “Oh! Anyhow he’s better than that ninny Snaggles or that little monkey of a Bliggins.”” “Papa,” Clara exclaimed with emphasis, “I trust that you will never again use such language in speaking of either Mr. Snaggles or Mr. Bliggins.” “Why not?” “ Because I am engaged to them also.” A TOAST. OME, let us drink! A new season is here. Long life to its children ; may each be a dear. May all of the darlings have beauty to flaunt, Drink hearty, my boys, to the fair débutante, ~ damiutons - AMOUR PROPRE. Husband —" Caroline, you know you were in the DELIBERATELY CRUEL. wrong about that lawsuit you lost. Come back to me Mn. Newstreet (coming in unexpected) —"* George, Tve been thinking about you, How and let us be happy once more.” would a trip to the other side suit you for a Christmas present ?” Wife— No: I won't-do it until you admit that 1 His nook-Kerrer—"* Nothing could hit me better, si rf " Mr. Newstrert —" Ve ell. y lit it id get the other side of was entitled to a divorce.” ihe deo ery well. Just pack your little kit and get en the comicbooks.com