Judge — 1891 — page 31: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE'S ANNUAL. EASTER MORN. “ Bye.” «Be Bye.” (A Vantar Scene. : _ ae (Both together) —“ B—ye.’ Sort rustling likes crows of; Sowers, And is it their last sad ‘parting? Ah, what relent- Daffodils freshened by the showers, less fate could separate two such loving, young, brave Pale crocus-blossoms fair, hearts? 2 . Dasies and violets, all things sweet— No, sympathetic reader; it is not their last; it is In chapel hall the maidens meet. their first and only, so far, since their engagement six , 5 ‘ i hours previous at nine p.m. And “relentless fate” ere eaken cal eta reamve "eis the necessity her “cute old darling” feels of getting With eager smile and greeting eyes home in time to change his dress-suit, take a nap, Maid clasps her sister maid, and get down to the office at seven-thirty to earn the ‘Rod warm copgmtaietens pear daily fraction of his nine dollars and’ seventy-five s for some joy faith doth restore. cents per week. Why are these maidens glad amain ? Se Oe Why in their eyes is blent Delight “with longing? Tam fain OUR BUSY PUBLIC MEN. ‘o ask. Because in Lent ‘ i ea They each had given up chewing gum Stranger—“ Can I see Mr. Hawkins?” And now sweet Easter-tide bath ‘omne. Clerk—* Sorry, sir; but Mr. Hawkins is being inter- MADELINE S, BRIDGES. viewed by a reporter for the Daily Screamer about THE PARTING HOUR. WITH A NEW ENDING, (An idyl of the porch.) “Yes, love, I will be brave; but it is so-o hard.” “T know, dearest; but it must be; fate decrees it.” In an emphatic splutter—“ I ha-ate fa-ate.” “There, there! but'my girlie doesn't hate her boy?” “Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no! How can you ever say it?” (Prolonged silence; two shadows blend as one.) “Well, the sad words must be said: goo "’—— “Oh, no; don't say them; they are fvo cruel.” “ What shall I say, sweet?” “ Say—say—oh, I can't bear it!” “There; let us both be brave. Time may separate us, but, dear, eternity will unite us forever.” “Oh, Aow good and grand you are!” (With an endeavor at alighter mood)—“There, you've said the first half; now I'll say the other —bye.” lt doesn’t sound so hard that way, does it? T'll be brave and say it too—bye.” “That's a good—bye—girli « | “Oh, you cute old darling.” AT A LEGATION RECEPTION. (Silence and shadows as before.) Miss Futer—‘ When our Americans go to China, they build railroads, start live enterprises, and “ Bye, love.” are of great benefit to your ‘Country. ‘When aChinaman comes here, he is content to open a laundry. “Bye, pet.” How do you account for it ? Manparin Hit Rice —‘* Melicans need hleep more cleaning.” Ay ey anpsoe the number of cigars he smokes every day.” Stranger—“‘Ah, indeed! I see it is now ten o'clock. Do you suppose that I could secure an audience with Mr. Hawkins at eleven?” Clerk—"" No, sir. Mr. Hawkins hasan engagement at eleven with a reporter for the Goose Egg, who wants to get some points about how he earned his first hundred dollars.” Stranger— How about twelve?” ClerkR—“At_ twelve, sir, Mr. Hawkins is to relate his experience a few years ago in Australia, to a re- porter for the Bussard.” Stranger—1 suppose Mr. Hawkins goes out to lunch about one o'clock?” Clerk— Yes, sir; from one till three.” Stranger—‘ Might I venture to call at three o'clock?’ Clerk—“Well, you see, at that time Mr. Hawkins ex- pects to recall some anecdotes about society people for the benefit of the society editor of the Sunday Bazoo,” Stranger—How about four o'clock?” Clerk—At four o clock, sir, Mr. Hawkins starts for , home.” Stranger—“ Can I see Mr. Hawkins at any time dur- _ ing the coming month?” Ss = Clerk if will put you down for next Thursday at See es three o'clock. the way, may I inquire your busi- A POSTPONEMENT. : nese?” y Sie en LL _Dinsis Hemrrerten — 2 Abel vos pees i very cane bay, > colmnes. el vish you vould Stranger—“1 am a reporter for the Semi-Weekly Pon Hnusrerren —" Keep acgound ohf it on der cash-book, Rachel, till dem new /Yowler,and I want to interview Mr. Hawkins on trousers ohf his gedsa leedle vorn. I hades me to vear dem out so kervick.” How a public man likes to be interviewed. comicbooks.com -