Judge — July 14, 1894 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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pe rrr FILIAL SOLICITUDE. ER (solemnly) —"* This is going to hurt me more than you, Napoleon.” (sympathetically) —* Well, don't be too rough on. yourself, dad; L ain't worth it.” SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT; OR, A NEW WAY TO MAKE LOVE; BY B. HARRIGAN. < LET it be supposed that the ships have passed. Now to the' story. As Bernardine took her seat at the dinner-table the disagreeable man stared at her, a pression of disgust and said, “ Wo- man, you are a fool, Do you un- derstand? A fool !* Any other woman might have been offended at this impolite re- mark; coming as it did from a stranger, but Bernardine was not. Something in the words or the man- ner of their utterance impressed her profoundly and caused her to look the speaker. Was iched already? Who Anyhow, when the dis agreeable man remarked again, “Woman, I said you were a fool,” she smiled assent. Next morning Bernardine met the disagreeable man in the hotel grounds. Overcome by emotion, she turned toward the piazza and in doing so fell over a wheelbarrow. “Ha, ha!” shouted the disa- greeable man. “Come here and Tl pick you up." And he walked away, leaving her lying in the snow. As Bernardine gazed after him she felt, away down in the bottom of her heart, that this was one of nat- ure’s hoblemén—a frank, big-hearted man, without guile.. She had never before beer so much interested in any human being. Ah, Bernardine! has thy heart been touched, all un- known to thee ? sumed an exe knows ? Mr. Brownstor Wie Weaky—* Don't get fresh. cpa A CINCH, You wouldn't marry me, would you?" “You bet I wouldn't.” I did bet ten.” At dinner Bernardine again sat opposite the disagreeable man. ate her dessert, used hef finger-bowl and then said, “ You have come here for your health, haven't you? Well, let me tell you that you will be dead in two months. Or, if you're not you ought to be.” Bernardine no longer doubted. HOW 1T WItL-WorK. —'* Don’t loiter around here, you vagabond !” I'm th’ income-tax inspector an’ hev a right ter investergate yer private affairs: but jes’ give me one silver plunker an’ I'll report yer income less thai four thousand! See?” . “of these simple words. He She loved this man. Her heart flashed the delicious truth to her eyes; and, with a glance of infinite tenderness at the disagreeable man, she shyly murmured, “Oh, come off !” Little did she foresee the effect The dis- agreeable man was astounded— ‘speechless. It was the first time “that any one had ever dared to an- swer his jovial remarks. When he left thé table he locked bimself in his room and pondered on those words for six days. * She is a remarkable woman,” was his conclusion ;* such a woman as I dreamed of for a wife before my health was broken. No other woman on earth could have an- swered me that way.” When he met her next morn- ing*she said, “ Well, I'm not dead yet,am 1? I guess I'll attend your funeral before I go.” That settled it. The disagree able man knew he had met his fate, and he acknowledged to his stub- born heart that he had been van- quished. Ww, L. mioxDox, AFTER THE FOURTH, Manager (morning of the fifth)—“ So you're here, are you, Ruggles ?” Office-boy (promptly)—" Yes, sir. Alll but one finger.” MBS: TYTLER, who has lived fifty years in India, recently told Sorosis several tiger ut we are pleased to say that the fish- A SOKE DISAPPOINTMENT. ‘Dere’s a bottle of whisky.” trees “‘An’ only to t'ink dat it ain't nothin’ bat an aged bottle of sulphur-water, an’ we're both washed, inside an’ out.” comicbooks.com