Judge — September 7, 1895 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Op Jerrmy Jones (fercely) — ALI IKE’S FIRST MELODRAMA. lass, Old as I am, had I a horsewhip 1 would "— ke ALKALI IKE (deeply moved }—"* Never mind, pop! I've mine with me an’ ‘Il (crack!) take the job (swish—crack !) off yer _t© try to persevere others, hands.” (Curtain saves villain.) SURE TO CUT US. Tl expectation is a jade ‘That fills us full of woe ; It's better not to meet the maid We loved a month ago. FATAL OBSTACLE. Gilgal — Young Rondo will never make a famous poet.” Mullins —" Why not?” Gilgal— He has no middle initial in his name to spell out.” WIDE AWAKE. Fond mother —" My dar- ling, it is bed-time. All the little chickens have gone to bed.” Little philosopher —"Nes, mamma; and so has the old Struck a stone on a steep incline. .ord Mordaunt, villin thot y' are ; shalt pay dearly for breaking thy promise to my NEGLECT. M®- AND MRS. JONES con- versed at the table so ear- nestly that they forgot to serve Adele, their four-year-old. At last, in a break of the dialogue,’ she said, “Mamma, please pass me the salt.” “The salt, child? What for?” “Oh, 1 might need it in case papa should give me any meat.” HOMELESS. Judge— Where do you live when at home, young man?” Culprit—"1 have no home, your honor. Judge —"Then where did you sleep last night 2” Culprit—" At my boarding- house.” YOU may be persevering your- self, but no need for you AN EXCELSIOR PLAY. Uncir Moser —" Yo! raise de deuce wid me, am’ knobs.” draw, huh? Vo's tryin’ toe (Crack ') Dere’s one fo" yo" A FEW BICYCLE FA ‘Trying to look at ease when meeting an acquaintance. Bicycle has got beyond control down a steep grade and a train just ‘Thrown. passing the bottom of the hill. Te MULR—'' So long as this to whack up !_and raise you to the li the dust now.” a draw game I'll have it, Come down with Next morning's face,