Judge — April 9, 1892 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE RECOGNITION. SPRING, you naiad! Ah, I know you, Dashing raindrops from your fingers ; Flingiog shadows from your lashes ; Throwing sunshine in your glances. Come, unmask you, cruel nymphine, Hiding ‘neath the cloak of winter. Come, unmask ; the flowers are peeping. Come, unmask ; the birds are mating. MATHRINE GROSJEAM MONTEIRO A DISAPPOINTMENT. She— Will you take a part in our should so like to. What shall I take?” She—* Tickets.” ORNITHOLOGY. School-teacher—" What little boy can tell me where is the home of the swallow?” Bobly—"'1 kin.” ‘School-teacher —" Well, Bobb; CRUSHING EVIDENCE. sie “Then you love me, dearest?” Bebe athe home;ol, thes Se —'* Would I sit on your lap if I didn't?” low is the stummick. ECONOMICAL, THE LIBRARY TURNED TO THE WALL. 'Rastus (‘0 policeman) —"* Whar’s a chesp boardin’-house, boss?” King ley —" Robinson was telling me the other day that you had quite a nice tte UCEMAS —" Right over there, You can get lodging for library. I should like to look some of the books over.” ifteen cen 2 as 3 ; ; “enerus—""Fifteen cents! Fo! de lan’ sake! Do yo! take Bingo—" I\'m sorry, old man, but I can’t show it to you now. You see, it com- me fo’ a dude? Whar am dey layin’ a new wahter-pipe?” prises half of the children’s folding-bed, and they are laid up with the grip.” THE YOUNG IDEA. +4 PAPA,” said Maudie, “ why does o0 put a muzzle on Fido's mouf?” “Because he bites.” “Den 00 ought to put muzzles on pussy's foots. She stratches me wiv ‘em.” A MODERN GRAND INQUISITOR. Primus—"Do you drink nothing but julep?” Secundus—“Yes; 1 prefer to drown my care in that.” Primus—"Why drown it in julep >” ; = Secundus—"1 like to fancy it EASTER MORNING. catching at th. straw.” “Hello, Jimmy! Tl pick you eggs." Ciex —"*Good-morning. Did some one "4 ON SOME POSSIBLE TITLES OF FUTURE BOOKS, b ++ FEW of My Farewell Tours,” by Adelina Patti, nde Nicolini. “The Secret of My Greatness and Popularity,” by Ward McAllister. “Winds That Have Blown Through My Whiskers,” by Senator Peffer of Kansas. “The Philosophy of My Immortal Poetry,” by Minna Irving, the sweet singer of Tarrytown. R “Orations I Would Deliver if I Were President of the United States,” by Dr. C. M. De Pew. “Anthropological Humor and How to Acquire It in Large Quantities for Commercial Purposes,” by Bill Nye. “Hymnology for Thespians,” by Miss Maggie Cline, with an introductory essay on “The Moral Grandeur of the Variety Stage,” by Antonio Pastor. “Fin de Siecle Presbyterianism and What It Costs Me,” by Jay Gould, author of “The History of Delaware County” and inventor of a patent mouse-trap. : tow stan. EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT. Gildersleve —"Why do you always lodge in an attic, Winebiddle?” Winebiddle—" Because there is always room at the top.” A WIFE’S CONFIDENCE. + ¢D)ID you ask your husband where he was last night?" asked the much-interested neighbor. “Yes; and I have every reason to believe he told me the truth. I didn’t know before that I had such a variety.” “Indeed ?” She was speaking of dress-suits.”” “Yes. He said ne didn’t know.” comicbooks.com