Judge — 1891 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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

JUDGE’S ANNUAL. FOUR VIEWS OF UNCLE POTHWAITE’S EDUCATED EARS. AN EXCESS OF POWER. Mrs. Stremniy—'*Cynthy, yo" gre’t big lazy nussance ! why doan’ yo" CynTHtA—"* Saiks alive! blow dat yer fiah 2” TIME TO STOP. TOAST-MASTER: entlemen, allow me to propose the health of the ladies. Waiter, fill Mr. Brimsoe's glass,” Watter—"* r pardon, I think I'd better not, sir. For th’ last tin minutes he’s been tryin’ to light a piece of maccaroni, thinkin’ it's a cigarette, sir.” comicbooks.com