Judge, 1893-05-20 · page 5 of 16
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OUR JANE. (By a small boy.) ANE in our lane went out in the rain, And we'll watch, though in vain, to see her again, For Jane she took cold—our Jane she was old— And died and was mould ere a soul could be told. Then they buried her deep where the tall willows weep, And sweet be her sleep, though her coffin was cheap, We took her old cat—she left’ nothing but that— But it snarled and it spat when we gave it a pat, Then it wandered away, and the very next day Itwas found dead and gray. I have no more DUE. PROCESS. OF LAW. Stranger (in New York) —t What is that peculiar noise in the city-hall building ?” Resident. ‘hat-whirr in the district- attorney's office Stranger—"Yes.” Resident— Oh, the clerks are quashing indictments of returned embezzlers.” A WARM DAY IN MAY, “« Marthy, I don't take no stock in these here heaters. They're hot enough in summer, but when winter comes on they don’t warm up fer a cent.” SHE WAS TIRED OF IT. ee I DON'T care,” pouted little Frances, who is something of an invalid; “TI think my doctor describes me too much medicine.” AFTER THE RAILROAD SUPPER. Buffetts (sipsy)—"Shay, Tickets, are there any terminal facilities connected with this thing?” Ticketts—" Why, yes, Buffetts; there's a lounge in the hat-room.” Mr. van Houston Lots (to tramp who has presented himself in the dining-room without the formality of an announcement)— ** What do you mean, fellow? Do you know in whose presence you are?” Tramp—" Oh, yes; but there wuz atime when I’ wuz partic'lar, and now I’m reckless an’ don’t care a hang.” SAFE DURING THE WORLD'S FAIR. Chicago man—* There goes the luckiest man in the city.” Boston man —“ Successful in speculation, eh?” Chicagoman—" Speculation nothing! He has no relations and not a friend in the world.” STICKING HIM. YOU say you know everything, eh? T'll-bet a house to a banana You cannot inform me to-day Just what was the matter with Hannah. ETERNAL VIGILANCE. SUFFICIENT REASON. Bohemian — How was_ it “+L thought you and Mrs. Toplofty used to be such close friends." you didn’t see the editor?” we did.” “ Why is it, then, that you and she never notice each other now?” Foet—n It must} have ‘been “ We exchanged servants,” that he saw me first. comicbooks.com