Judge — May 30, 1896 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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AN EVIDENT REMEDY, Mr, Dgater—" Now, here ‘sa horse, stranger, I kin sell yer. horse, though,” Mr, McGriper It's a buggy * Pfwhell, pfwhy don't yez use some bug-powder on him?” AN EVENING’S DIVERSION. MB: DOMINY COPE put away his brushes and combs, his lather and mugs, cast off his garment of servitude, donned his custom-made box- coat, took his hat from the peg and sallied forth into the world a new man. “Let me see,” said Mr. Dominy Cope. “I have a fancy to hear some German opera to-night. A man should be well informed.” He put his hand into his pocket and drew forth a quarter. “The vulgar herd do not care for amusement of this kind, The balconies at the Boston theatre must be quite decent and cheerful to-night. First balcony, second balcony, gallery! I'll go to the gallery.” Mr, Dominy Cope laid down his quarter. the window. © What !" night. For a moment he bitterly regret ted the chance which had robbed him of his equanimity. Then, reflecting “One dollar,” said the man at exclaimed Doiiny Cope. “I—I think I won't go up to- elf "0s (ea | Nf A PATRIOTIC PRECAUTION. Pat—" Och, Biddy! theer's a cattypilly jist afther dhroppin’ doon me nick.” Bivpy—"' Vis, yis! | Will Oi shquaze ‘im?* Pat—"* Luk foorst an’ see av he’s grane.” tion of passing the remainder of the evening over a volume of Shake- speare, when he came upon three gentlemen whose hair still acknow!- edged the cut of his shears. Now Mr. Dominy Cope, not being like other men, and having a fine sense of discrimination between times and places, would have turned aside with his glasses focused at their opposite. But they hailed him as a good fellow, assaulted him with cigars (lacking his discrimi- nation), and left him with their three seats in his possession. A suggestion of discontent was reflected from the smile of Mr. Dominy Cope. Then he turned about cheerfully, pocketed the cigars, hung his coat carefully across his arm, and, carrying his hat with dig- nified precision, he re-entered the theatre, presented his three checks to the usher and waited with unimpassioned serenity. ‘The usher glanced at the three checks and then at the single man. His glance wandered with trepidation to the three seats (bestowed gratuitously upon his own friends) and back again to Mr. Dominy Cope. Then the seats were quietly vacated. Mr. Dominy Cope placed his coat in the chair at his left, his hat in the one at his right. Then, deliberately seating himself between them, he gave his undivided attention to the play. that even the best-localized man is apt to fail of his presence in unexpected contingencies, he drew himself togeth- er and made his way to the Hollis. He was a trifle late, and a boy at the entrance sold him an admission for fifteen cents. But the play was unin- teresting and decidedly below the in- telligence of one who would willingly listen to German opera. He was there- fore leaving the theatre with the inten- KG THE SUMMER GIRL'S LOCKET. SHE wears around her pretty neck A slender chain that's trig and smart, Where dangles from the centre links An oscillating Trilby heart, ‘A photograph ’s concealed inside, And I suspect the fellow's face ; Yet still T know, and so do you, ‘That there's a woman in.the case. axTHUE Jor. THE CLUMSY WAITER; OR, THE UNCORKING OF THE TREACHEROUS STUFF.