Judge — May 11, 1895 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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Suage MR. OUTERTOWN’S INSPIRA- TION. +*GENTLEMEN, it has become monot- ‘onous wearing hip-boots in order to reach Lonelywood station when one finds the pavements in the city hardly damp under foot,” remarked Mr, Joblots at the meeting of . the Lonelywood citizens in the school-house. THE OBEDIENT DOGS) = “I propose that the next expenditure of pub- Tne nunter—"Now you, Don and Jack, just as lie funds goes toward the laying of a flag soon as I shoot, jump.” sidewalk the entire length of Swampview avenue.” . “ But, Mr. Joblots,”" objected Mr. Isolate, “that would never wholly right the slight difficulty. ‘The. stone flagging would unfort- Gentlemen, gen-tlemen, I have “an in- spiration,” enthusiastically exclaimed Mr. Out- ertown, rising. “ Make-the walk along our beautiful avenue of wood. Then it will,float.” WOMAN'S sphere began with an apple in an ancient garden. TRIOLET. ‘AID with a manly conceit, “ My dear, see me dive through the breaker ; Tl teach you, my coward complete”"— A man he, and full of conceit. HIS SUNDAY-SALOON HABIT, * Hold your breath for a header, my sweet. | taped tips ooedstuvert web Cd Afraid? Well, you just watch me take her.” See ney Von kau mecAho ayo meres att And she laughed when she spied his two feet Seot-ntindedness, old man.” Come struggling up first through the breaker. ; EMMA PLAYTER SEABURY. WHERE THE SECOND BLOW LANDED. “AN UNWONTED SIGHT. y £$G)H, LOOK, mamma, look!" ex- Judge (gravely) —" The prosecutor swears that os 7s. ‘claimed little Emerson Beens of Boston} who was making his first visit to New: York. “4 What is it, Emerson, dear?” “Why, mamma, there goes a woman Putting on airs. without spectacles.”” you hit him twice upon the nose. Have you any de- nial to make?” Defendant (stoutly)—" Yis, yer haner; Oi hit him but wanst upon th’ nose. Th’ sicond toime Oi hit him CITY EXPRESSIONS, where his nose hod bin.”* THE WORD MISUNDERSTOOD. Dewey Eave (reading)—"' Willie, wot's a decade?" Wanpexine WiLLIE—" Hold on dere, pard! Yer gettin’ personal,”