Judge — February 24, 1894 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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122 the show-windows in front of his store. god someding else to do. bayin’ tagses,” JUDGE it MR. GOLDGRABBER ET AL. Allure 66] FIND oud who dot feller vas dot stole dem corsets, Dot vas Kid the sneak," | Asie said Mr. Goldgrabber to the friendly cop the other morning, as he washed off | “Yah! I find oud dot vas Kid the sneak, Hes und he hangs oud on Eighd avenue. So I go ofer to dot precind stagion-house, und I The maig dot complaind to dot This sergeand, und he wride id all Then down in a big boog, und den he size me ub und he say, bly * Vere do dis robbery occur ?* And s und I say‘ T'ird avenue,’ und he say, ‘ O-h! dod ain’d in dis in precind. You vant to maig fen: your complaind in dot pre- ums cind.’ So I come vay ofer to Thera. de T'ird-avenue precind, und dot sergeand he wride id all my down in a big boog, und den old d he size me ub und he say, woul “Vere do dis feller hang oud ?° ite und I say ‘Eighd. avenue.” Se *O-hf’ he say, ‘dod ain’d in you ¢ dis precind. You vant to go et ofer dere und maig your wala complaind.’ Vell, den I tell And t him I shust been ofer dere und dey say come here, und For s den he say ‘Mr. Goldgrabber, Th you shust go und valk ub und y= down Eighd avenue two { \ \ u months till you see dot kid, und den ged him pulled ; und I say I god someding else to HEROICALLY ACKNOWLEDGING A CALL: Se do bud valk ub und down Eighd avenue, und den he ged mad und say so haf he Chnccixanan (cucguitivel)) De eleven tourty four wala Dot's whad you ged mit dose Tammany bolicemen after am four houahs late."" And what could the friendly cop do but tell Mr, Goldgrabber that |. Pokten (cacitedly) — " Den let yo" feet burn de pep llcead a he needed an eye-opener? and they both got one forthwith. is po" it? calhelaeaatarmdiioesaikiaaeh arg ager Sa + Itiss SQUELCHED. STARTED out most earnestly To imitate great George's grit. I cut my father's cherry-tree, But was well spanked for it. INCOMPLETE. Mrs. Ver Million (dressed for a ball)—" How do I look, dear?” Mr. Ver Million —* Beautiful ! beautiful! But you want a little blue paint on your nose and chin.” Mrs, Ver Million —* You horrid thing! What would I have that for?” Mr, Ver Million—* Complete the national colors.” * Now for a quiet drink.” PRETTY FAR GONE. O'FLYNN (looking at his own feet)—* Begobs, it’s thankful Oi be (hic) Oi didn’t tumble loike that poor fellow, head-fust down.” TUE ELEPHAD *Gee whiz! I've got ‘em again,” A LENTEN WISH. AS SACRIFICING days are near, Al Pray let me whisper in your ear rp Ss What I would have it be. Kev Task but little; give up, dear, hurrie Your chilling ways with me. ry, bt Bits, NOT GUILTY. Broadway conductor —"Y ou'te prey not allowed to smoke here, sir.” by Ct Mike—“ Faith, an’ Oi'm not tribut sbmokin’, sor!" barpaie Broadway conductor—“ But your are v ipe is in your mouth.” poetic pipe is in your mou pe Mike—* Yis, an’ Oi hev me fut in me boot, but Oi'm not walkin’.” At es.cer comicbooks.com