Judge — January 25, 1896 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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Suage Hl Hilt NL Nan had a deep-rooted antipathy to negroes. Once, after settling down for the night, she suddenly sprang up again, knelt in her crib and added the petition, “Oh, Lord, don’t let me be saucy any more to grand- mother, or any one else, except darkies, and I sha'n't speak to them even if they speak to me. Amen,” Katharine said in her prayers one evening, “ Bless papa and mamma and grandpapa,” then hastily, in parenthesis, “0. R. Smith.” Bob came running in from his play, looking so sweet and winsome that his sister picked him up and kissed him. Looking up brightly, he asked, “ Lizzie, don’t you think I'm pretty ?” ‘ “T've seen other children quite as handsome,” she answered. He gazed a silent reproach for a moment, then, going over to a chair, he knelt by it, shut his eyes and prayed, “ Please, Lord, forgive Sister Lizzie | for saying I'm not pretty when I am.” OTH MALL enw Mr. JacKsun —"" Wot kind ob a collection am dat. Johnson 7" Mk. JOHNSON (slightly embarrassed )—"* Dems wish-bones, Jackson—on'y wish.bones, Mah wife wants to wish foh so many t'ings dat I sabe ‘em up till 1 gait ‘bout a hundred, so as to covah de entiah field ob her ambishuns.”” Mr. Jacksons —" Wa-al, Johnson, co’se I doan’ know how long yo's bin gittin’ dem, but ef I wuz yo" I'd wish purty durn strong dat ‘Squire Hennery nebber gait he’s eyes on dat collection.” SOME CHILDREN’S PRAYERS. CHILDREN, who are always amusing, are never so amusing as in the curious devotions which they offer up. Ella W. had been forbidden to slide on the cellar-door, and found a secret pleasure in this misdeed. One day she was detected and punished. Not long after she did something else equally wrong. “Now, said her mother, “ you don’t seem to have started right today. I think you would better ask the Lord to forgive you and help you to do better. “Very well,” agreed the child, and forthwith dropped on her knees before a chair. There, in a loud voice, she confessed her latest offense. ‘Then, jumping up, she skipped across the floor. Suddenly she stopped and put her finger to her lip. “Oh, Lord,” she faltered, “1 forgot to tell you about that cellar-door !" la, Helen B. was saying her prayers one night, when her memory deserted her and she concluded, “If 1 should die—if I should die—if I—for the dear Lord's sake—amen. H. A. Brown.” A DIAGNOSIS. PHRENOLOGICAL LECTUREK —"'Ah, here we have the bumps governing the vocal organs in an abnormal state of development. Evidently an auctioneer, an orator, or a minister of the gospel.” Sunject—"* Say, boss, I 'o't everybody knew me; I'm Gasser, de gentleman prize-fighter. Well, such is fame, I s'pose—let ‘er go at dat.” comicbooks.co ing. and cal and ing if sit — ees m