Judge — December 8, 1894 — page 43: what you’re looking at

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THE NEW CORRESPONDENT IN WASHINGTON. ANXIOUS INTERVIEWER—"And you say that some of the senators come here every day? I'll go in and see,— Ah, there is Senator Hill, I'll question “Yes, sir; the tarifl—mumbledemum, mum, him about the tariff, Oh, what a scoop !"" mum **** "1 ete, ete. — —Ves, siree! Butterine—mumbledemum, —And look at our cotton inaustry—mumble- lint here come some guests, so you'll ex- mum, mum ®®®*® 11, etc, etc. — demum, mum, ete., ete., ete. cuse me, I'm the waiter.” A CLINCHER, iF . g LZ MAN, CHEERFUL MAN. Little Johnnie—" When did Santa g Z Claus begin going around at Christ- mas?" Brown—"® couple of thousand years ago.” Little Johnnie— Why, pa, they didn’t have stockings in those days.” NOT CONVENTIONAL, OLD Jerry Simpson does not care What song the angels sang. He hangs not up his stockings, for He has no socks to hang. A TOUCHING AU REVOIR. 4 : VENGEANCE, Materfamitias emember, ‘Thomas, that Christmas comes but once a y Paterfamilias (growling in antici- pation of bills) — Ves; and that’s twice too often.” THE GIRL WHO CROCHETS, HER Christmas present, 1 may state Ts wristlets when she's smitten ; Tut when her love has turned to hate She substitutes the mitten. Goose—" Well, 1 s'pose this is my NN ns ; = . m glad I'm going to a have a whack at that turkey.” ey—" Mine too. Good-bye.” 9 Papa—" Why, Bobby?" Good-bye Meet you at Jerr —"* (Hic) dat’s a snow. snot so drunk not t* kno’ dat ; Bobby —" It sassed me last but whad puzzles dis yere coon is why he doan’ raise his umbrella.” spring.” THE WRONG KIND. Wuusky-praLer—" Say, young feller, I want yer ter paint mea sign ter go Wutsky-DEALER—" Git out o' this, quick! Do yer take me fer a carver over th’ door o' me store. Make it a hogshead wid me name on de side, See?” in a meat-market?” comicbooks.com