Judge — June 27, 1896 — page 7: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Chollie carries with him, wherever he goes, 3 large wardrobe, THE O’RIOLE BIRD. WAS diggin’ in the gardin, me jist over from ould Kerry, And me heart was fairly breakin’ for the sight of the ould sod, “Tis a funny country this is, where the spellin ‘s all contrary And the way they be’s pronouncin’ doos seem extramely odd, Sure and there’s me little cousin, T wint to see her lately, And when I called her Bridget says she, ‘* Sure, Pat, you're wrong » Your graneness is surprisin’, it does offind me greatly. ‘They're pronouncin’ Bridget * Dalia’ amongst the best bong tong.” So while me heart was achin’ an’ me so busy diggin’, A little bird came flyin’ in the trees above me hea And the song that he was singin’ jist set me heart a-jiggin’, And he cheered me up complately, for this is what he said . * Me name it is O'Ri-elly, me‘name it is O'Ri-elly, Me name it is O'Ri-elly,” he Said it; by me soul ! And it's me that's been inquirin’, and he’s educated highly, For he calls himself O'Rielly, but they spell it Oriole. AN EVIDENCE. jet —"* Miss ‘Tenspot takes a great interest in politics.” Dicer—* Does she?” Trivvet —" She has had her new shirt-waist trimmed with campaign but- tons * A NEW JERSEY PUNCTURE. New York cyclist (in Jersey, to cycler patching tire) —* Tack ?" New Jersey tycler—" No; mosquito.” “Well, darling, how “Oh, it was niceth !” ‘SHE WOMAN'S RIDING- HABIT. Vast style, ‘ LIFE. A LITTLE cry, a little laugh, A little sense, a little chaft Must bend or ballast each one’s staff. Ere final draught of life they quaff And headstones sport their epitaph. ANNIE M, TooWRY, NO CASH LEFT. Birtwhistle—“ Going to have a yacht this year?” Dewsnap —"No; 1 sha‘n't have the price. I have had to buy my wile a yachting-costume.” FORCE OF HABIT. Miss GotKoxs (slightly pigued)—"' I've been waiting an hour for you count.” COUNT SPAGHETII (adstractedly)—"* Vardone, mamselle —hair-cut or shave?” NECESSARY HELP. Iceman —'* Here is th’ ice, mum ” Sue -"* Where's the directions?” Iceman —* What directions, mum ?" Sue —" Why, to find the ice, of course.” HIS IDEA OF IT. VIVIAN, aged four, going to church with a friend, had had his first glimpse of episcopacy and its forms that morning id you like it?” inquired his mother. (Hi most rapturous form of expres- sion) * What did they do, dear?” “Oh—a—um- first the man stood up and talked a long time to God, and—a—um—then all the little boysh wif white sings fon them stood up and said — *Awew-there !'" LYNCHING BY WORDS JIMHING was a patient laun- dryman in Deep Gulch, Cal- ifornia, until he exacperated the miners by a misconception of their personal rights in retaining various articles of underwear. and now he is Jim hung