Judge — July 21, 1894 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE REHEARSAL SPOILED. N—"'I don’t think she can resist ——and then gently but firmly place my arm about —I will offer her my hand, like this, — her neck—— A GRATEFUL CONFESSION. HAD a great ambition when I was young and spare to be a lanky poet with long, disheveled hair. I spent the hours a-dreaming of bliss and angel wings, and I wrote a lot of verses on thrills and throbs and things. But woe is mc! Those editors they had no taste at all, They sent my sweet effusions back with words that made me bawl.. So I cast out my tender hopes and crushed them in the shell; and now that years have passed away I see that it was well. For now they have discovered a poet is a freak, a lunatic or invalid, his upper story weak. And now I thank those editors who in my youthful days did force my stubborn feet to walk in health- ful,/prosy ways. I tremble still whene‘er I think that I too might have been a crank, a lunatic, a poet daft and thin; and that is just the reason, as you may well suppose,.with gratitude for my escape I write my poems in me to-night. — prose. VA: DONALDSON. —and drawing her close to me press a soft k——" MYSTERIES OF -IN- ° His CUBATION. +6QH, GRACIE,” said Aunt Hat, “wouldn't you like to come and see our little chickens? We have a dozen beautiful yellow flufis.” . Yes," said Grace. “I knew you were going to have some. I saw the eggs planted.” THE ERA OF NEW IDEAS. He—" What a curious- looking new clock on your mantel, One of your father's latest inventions ?” She—"Yes. But it’s not a clock. It’s a parlor alarm gas-meter.”” Hex o1p MAN—" Kick there, you puppy !” SENTENCES PASSED BY THE JUDGE. A PLATONIC friendship may be possible—between women, or between inen. Originality is the ascendency of the individual over the preconcerted ideas of the masses. What the world gains in evenness of culture and smoothness of tone it is apt Eto lose in individuality and force. It is well that kind seeks kind and finds beauty and enjoyment in it—well that the lowest cannot appreciate the refinement of the highest, else there would be DOING HIM WRONG. . many unmated creatures on the earth, s—"' My boy. T saw you come out of that saloon. I If there is anything that pleads for right living it is the cry of sin-stained babes Tov Oh no. ses wou do me crane. T went in to buy some —the unthought-of and undesired—a cry strangled into silence or prolonged into cigaroots an’ pass a counterfeit dollar on de new bar-tender.” curses. Its horror drowns the gladness of the world. KATHRINE GROSJEAN, comicbooks.com