Judge — July 9, 1892 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE. ADVENTURES OF A BRUNETTE AND A BLONDE BABY IN SLUMBERLAND, RANDFATIIER SUN, whom they love so well, Grandmother Moon night's magic black Tas lifted from earth his golden spell, Has turned to white in her silver track— As two little maidens, hand in hand, Hand in hand down her path of beams Go tempting the magic of Slumberland. ‘They journey into the realm of dreams. ¢ of enchantment they Skipping past forests and floods immense, known. for their work, which is play, Safe by the compass of innocence, Weights their eyelids till, side by side, Scaling the summits of hills of snow, Sleep bears them off on his poppied tide. Watching a river of emeralds flow! Softly the lashes long and brown Pulling the noses of giants grim, Fall on the tender cheeks of down— And singular posies in valleys dim— Falling, too, with a touch as fond, Welcoming mermaids in yellow si Softly the lashes long and blonde. ‘To cranberry tarts and bottles of milk! ‘S-h-h-h-h! Now, {rom their breathing deep, ‘They must have entered the palace of Sleep, Whose gates might a warrior's knock withstand, But welcome the babies in Slumberland! SENTENCES..PASSED BY THE JUDGE. FRIEND is less a rock of fefuge than a cross to be alternately sus- tained and leaned upon. In matters of love and matrimony in especial should one prepare to be overtaken by the unexpected. In reckoning the world’s benefactions the fancy that flits ‘must shareg equally with the patience that plods. If fine natures were ever given to revenge, the most effective means to such would be favor shown an enemy. Much ungraciousness of movement is undoubtedly concealed by the gracious flowing fullness of a woman's skirts. Just and contemplative minds will question whether a finite life may be long enough to commit sins deserving an eternity of punishment. Rules and resolutions are a sort of poor relation, expected: not to in- terfere with matters generally, but good to appeal to in an emergency. Youthful defects of vanity and affectation are classed as moral short- comings only after the dark spot of dissolution has appeared in the ideal. Man is not measured by what he does not do, though in condemming some offenses we are.apt to place the offenseless clod above the offending fous faith in one’s self is a laudable belief in that not dependent upon natural laws; superstition is the reprehensible belief of the uncivil- ized in the supernatural. Ml There is a certain kind of jealousy which is sweet and without sting— GETTING AT IT, that which is tacitly recognized as fictitious all around, set guard over a ‘On what do you base your action for divorce?" d ‘ Mus. Graves" Cole feet, boss.’ love grown too precious to leave without some show of meduxval defense. PoLice justicz—'* Cold feet are no cause for divorce.” Mus, Gkaves—"Guess yo’ doan’ undystan’, frowed afl foah ob d’ stove-laigs at me.” VACATION TIME. OW the gentle clerklet counteth up his hoard And looks through country papers to find the cheapest boart: z AGAINST HIS VIEWS. Dentist —“ Will you have gold in that cavity, sir?” Free-silver congressman —"No, sit!” SOME TRICKS OF THE BUSINESS. ¢¢[TOO MUCH," said the man who was looking over the flat; “altogether too much. I couldn’t think of paying the rent you ask.” “Couldn't let it go for a cent less,” said the agent. “Te was only at my earnest solicitation that the, landlord made the rent as low as it is.” “The arrangement is bad too,” went on the pro- spective tenant. “I don't think it would satisfy my wife at all, and she is really the one who has to be suited.” “I should hate to go to the owner with any proposi- tion for a smaller rent; Still, if he cares to take less I suppose it’s his busioess.” “Til see what’ my wile says about it and let you know to-morrow whether it’s worth while going into the subject any further.” “But you haven't any wife!” exclaimed the pro- spective tenant's friend when they had left. UNUSED TO DECORATION, = = eases ‘Aunt Hitpa—"" Mary, I feel reel bad. They ain't a dog in our village but what'll come Hush! he owns the flat himself,” returned the pro- to me if I jest whissle, an’ here I've been coaxin’ these two of yourn with doughnuts for ten _‘SPective tenant. “I brought in the wife story to offset his minnits, an’ they don’t even look at me. about the landlord. comicbooks.com