Judge — April 14, 1894 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE A LOST LEGACY. 66H. DEAR,” wailed Felicia, “1 do think I have the most hope- less time any girl ever had with an en- gagement!” “What has Felix done now?” asked her second-best girl friend, to whom the refrain was possibly familiar. “Give me another cup and at least . three of those delicious wafers and Tue ProG—** Well, old man, how are you then tell me.” getting along ?” Felicia dejectedly prepared the tea t— "Slow. How is it with you?” and both settled down among the Oh, everything is rushing with ; me—keeps me on the hop from morning till cushions. night.” “Perhaps you did not know that my Aunt Katherine Leacock of Boston is here spending the winter?” she began mournfully. “She is very rich and unencum- bered and likes me as well as she does any of us. So that I do not need to tell you that when she offered to take Felix and me in her box at the opera to hear ‘Lohengrin’ I did not wait to consult Felix, but accepted at once.” Her friend quite grasped the situation. ‘Has she really much to leave, Felicia?" “ Heaps!" responded Felicia expressively; “ but not a penny shall we ever see—that is if I marry Felix, and I fancy I shall do that. Well, it is this way. Aunt Katherine TO THE DEATH. Parsy Casey —'* You endeavored ter engage de ‘fections ay de ‘fianced wife uv me frind Mister Jamsey Corregan. so he requists you will accept dis challinge an’ name yer frind.” A DISASTROUS TERMINATION, Weary Wittiam—‘' Thet’s jist the rope 1 want, I—— naturally is a most cultured person. She tells me that she dined Henry James twice. 1 do not believe it myself, but she thinks she did. At all events, she is up in the over-soul and can quote Browning by the column. She hoped severely that the young man 1 was to marry had a fine critical taste in music and literature. I hurriedly replied that he had indeed, and then I had to fortify Felix. It was very hard work. You see, in addition to being cultured, my aunt is an enthusiastic Wagnerite, and of course I had to say in re- sponse to her invitation that we both loved Wagner above all other composers. So that Felix had to be coached up a great deal in both lines. 1 talked Wagner by the hour to him, explained what a motif was and warned him against applauding when he fancied he could discern a tune, and made him read pamphlets on great composers. When the night arrived he was so crammed full of information that I was afraid he would talk all the time and not give Aunt Katherine a chance at all. I wish he had done so. Unfortunately I had not told him anything of Boston, and when aunt observed that she lived on the Back Bay he asked her if she did not find it rather damp. But that was nothing to his next per- formance. Oh, oh!" —and Vd Felicia stopped overcome. = “ What was it?” demand- ed the friend impatiently. “Tell me quickly.” “It was my own fault too,” sobbed Felicia. “I put him in the back of the box behind me.so that I could intercept any questions he would not be prepared for, and he—he—went to sleep— and aunt heard him !* “HITTING THE BULL'S EYE," MADGE ROBERTSON. — Jumpin’ Switzerkase, it’s a bull-pup !" wn) y NT A HINDRANCE. * Look-a-here, my man, are you out of work? ENIs—"* Vis, sorr; Tam thot!" Subup—‘' Well, | want a man for odd jobs. I'll give you three hundred dollars a year and your keep. Is it a go?’ Denis—"'It's sorry Oi am, sorr, but Oi can't accept. Oi've got to march in the procission av the unempl'ied poor nixt wake, yer honor.” shill M men GC your you warn comicbooks.com