Judge — May 19, 1894 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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A LOST CHILD. ** Keep clos’ to me, honey, or yo" git los’, sure. — THE DANGERS OF HYPNOTISM. «6 OW, Maud,” said Edgar with a complacent smile, “I am ready to try that little experiment. Iam sure I can bring you under the hypnotic influence if you will agree not to resist. Just put your mind in a passive condition. Try to think of nothing at all. No; do not say you will think of me. Be serious. Now, lean back comfortably. That's right. Fix your eye on that light, now, and don't forget to keep your mind a blank, I will count sixty seconds by my watch.” The girl followed directions literally. In twenty seconds her eyelids blinked ; in forty they closed. “Ab, I knew I would succeed!” exclaimed Edgar, highly elated. “Now, Maud, [command you to tell me the secrets of your heart. Whom do you love? Tell me; I command you.” A momentary expression of resistance crossed the gi she spoke in a monotone: “I love Edgar Popham and "— “Yes, yes!” cried Edgar, trembling with delight. “Go on, Tell me all the secrets of your heart.” “I love Edgar Popham,” continued the girl in the same tone, “and I would love him more if he were not so stingy. I want to goto the theatre twice a week and he takes me only once in three months, I want diamond s and he gives me rings with two-dollar blue stones in them. I want in the park once or twice a week and I never get it. When I go out with him and get hungry he never thinks of oysters. When I "— “Enough!” cried the young man, “Awake! I command you.” And he fled without waiting to see the result of his command. As the front door slammed the young girl opened her eyes, smiled sweetly and said, hope I did not spring too much on him at once. Perhaps I should have let the drive and the oysters go till another face; then | time.” w. 1. moon. A BOWERY CRITIC. ‘ou don't like my trousers, Clarence 7” ze “What's de mattet wid ‘em ?" “Why, dey look as if dey was on deir last legs. See?" —tHlame dat brier anyway ! “Whar in ‘nation is dat chile gone? Did'n I done tole him he git Jos’ !" SCARE-TRAMPS IN THE BARN-YARD. Doc SeitzeR—"' They were sayin’ down at the post-office yer had a lot of tramps cuttin’ an’ choppin’ wood.” FARMER Jones —"* Wa.al, now, ef I can fool them fellers down ter the post- office with them stuffed dummies, tramps are goin’ ter be mighty scarce 'n this neighborhood, I tell yer.” WHEN WORDS FLOWED FREELY. Ethel —\ think Clara Perkins has the largest vocabulary and the greatest eloquence of any woman I know.” Jsabel — Why, she never says a word during the club discussions,” Ethel —" No; but you should hear her talk to her canary !" THE RETURNED PRODIGAL. Western PATHER (soho doesn't un- Tur rRopIGat.—‘* Well, pop, derstand scripture quotations) — ** Kill are you going to kill the fatted calf?" yer? Wa-al, not exactly, but d—n near,” with \ sale t Dean C. the L death old si down before Chaise sas jai the set (Wyor army « Idea. ex ar wh all str comicbooks.com