Judge — August 27, 1892 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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A MISLEAD- ING TERM. 66 \VHO is that W fine-look- ing man_ leaning against the bath- house?” “Oh, he’s a gen- tleman of the cloth.” “Ah, a minis- No; a tailor.” POETIC JUS- TICE. St. Peter—"Um —you were an ice- man, I believe, while on earth?” Mrs. Trprop—** Thomas, tell New arrival— that shameless person yonder to ayes Stabe 1 Cither put on his coat or leave my es, St. Peter; I Grounds.” dealt in ice.” St. Peter—"You were always very fond of hot weather, were you not New arrival- Y-e-s. St. Peter—Well, you will go where the weather will always be summery, and the hotter it gets the smaller will be the piece of ice left at your door. tn Ta, ta! =< A WISE MAID. of FE Grae" Udon Deliexe in lone cogacements. THOSE SUSPENDERS AT THE GARDEN-PARTY. Rosalie—" 1 don’t know about that. They're bet- THomas—* The mistress says thot you must aither pit on yure coat or lave the place. Shure, ter than none at all.” thot wuz me missage.”” . THE BEGINNING OF AN UNPLEASANTNESS. + *THE scriptural injunction, my dear,” said Mr. Carraway as he tried to eat some of his wife's bread, “is, ‘Cast your bread on the waters.’ I fear this bread was cast in an iron foundry.” THE KIND THAT WOULD SUIT HER. Peddler —* Would you like to buy a motto, ‘God bless our home’? - Mrs. Small (who keeps boarders)—" No; but if you have any reading ‘Curb your appetite,’ ‘Eat in moderation,’ or ‘Gluttony is.a sin,’ I'll take half a dozen.” ‘A PAPER commenting on the hot weather gets. it just right when it says, “There have been } higher temperatures, but not so FOOT-BALL DEFINITION. mean a high temperature.” Passing the baw!. A BRAVE MAN. Swe—"' They say that you are such a strong, noble swimmer. Tell me, have you ever = fushed in at the last moment and rescued some beautifal girl from the bosom of the mighty =a y deep? Have you ever been seen, now lost to view in the rush of angry waters, now rising ON PARK ROW. triumphant on the crest of some defiant wave, bearing in your arms the precious burden that Recrvitine si You won't do, That hare-lip de- you have risked all for, and with swift stroke bringing back to life and home and friends the bars you from enli i beautiful creature who ‘came so near to the brink of the watery grave?” Arruc: ot hare-lip, Shure an’ I fought yer He—"" Not exactly that; but when I was a boy I once pulled my mother's pet cat out wanted me t’ kill Injins, not kish squaws.” of a canal - comicbooks.com