Judge — September 22, 1894 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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1 hea very ab JUDGE large cit HER LITTLE BROTHER. PB He (having long sought an “Pe aeealie opportunity to see her alone and ~ four o'¢ having failed because of the en ubiquity of her little brother) — bayer Miss van Dorn — Ida “— sers ani Her little brother —“ Say, Me me where ‘d you git that watch- eek charm? “Tain’t much.” quirer. He— have endeavored to F see you alone for some time. I Anes wish "— 1.G. B Her tittle: brother —" Got Ask you yer initials omit, ain't it? What's wpe the J for? Huh! What's it for?” ie She —" Geoffrey!" ed me Miss van Dorn, I son. hope you can tbe fea nockes ‘DEAD sTRAIGHT.” guess"— Wi Vwi i Indian +. Her little brother — Ws y KA us fellers beat Tim Baxter's nine all to nuthin’ last Sat’d: Oe Cook Say, want to know the score? » Thirty to "—— = “ey Gis award, He —“\ hope you are not wholly unprepared for what I : y JEEZ SRR wish to “—— : ed : ? Le 77 . Her little brother —* Shucks! you don't DOMESTIC AFRICA. ene know nuthin’ about base-ball, do you? Huh!” Rs cae Hariglng oar ie eos ines She —* Geoffrey !" and en He—“1 have thought sometimes—I have x of becoming Geoffrey's brother-in-law ?” rae? hoped—that your manner has not been discour- She (flushed and tremulously smiling) —“ I ‘ac aging, and "—— | Her little brother —" Nou seen the new soda- Darling !* a fountain down to McVitty’s? It's a dandy. Her little brother (with uncanny. shrewd- Say"—— r ness) —" you'll gimme ten cents, er fifteen, ers 3 He—"1 have found courage to ask you ll go down “——- (Exit) Laan funny whether you can bring yourself to consider "— is alike Her little brother —" They got. splendid THE MAIDEN’S WOE. oat soda. down fe Mev Raspbcy a stan b ny HER form was limp, her eyes were paper. ‘n everything. ‘Tain’t but three blocks from er ener es teak here, anyhow She looked like one condemned to bear Lae ‘She —" Geoffrey !" A grief beyond her years. sigs Her little brother —" Stu I don’t give tony nuthin’ for folks that’s sti “ My pretty maid; what sorrow’s thine?" than a He (ini desperation, explosively)—" Miss van The parson kindly said. pees Dorn, will you grant me the inestimable privilege She pumped another pint of brine parliam And moaned, "* My pug is dead.” ‘2 Bree Cine SiNc—"Ah! velly muchee Chinee war —velly good, Killee lottee people, — —L.ook, see! Jap! Me go killee! have lottee flun allee samee.” **Go an, ye haythen divil. over a dacent woman on the public sthrate !” THE CHINAMA’ S MISTAKE, Tl tache ye to run comicbooks.com