Judge — October 3, 1896 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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YANKEE ECONOMY. Bitpap Jones—' Father, kin | go down cellar an’ git some apples ter eat?” FARMER Jones Bitpan— ‘pose thar ain’ no bad ones, dad?" FARMER JoNes—" Then ye'll hev ter wait till they giés bad, Bildad, sound apples thet’s wuth a dollar a bushel.” AFTER THE TWO-STEP. Captain Tutherly (adjusting his eye-glasses to look across the con- servatory)—" How charming !” Sally (who has trifled wantonly with the captain's affections, quickly)— “ Who—Flora Plumly ?” Captain Tutherly — Such delicate beauty of feature.” Sally (with an access of coolness) —" Which feature?” Captain Tutherly sion.” Sally—" Hm!" Captain Tutherly— Very pretty coloring too.” Sally (under her breath) —" Yes, she’s very tasteful about that.” Captain Tutherly— Ws the indefinable high- bred look, after all, that is most to be admired.” Sally (in a distant’ murmur) —" Her father manufactures Blodgett’s blameless bluing.” Captain Tutherly—* No affectation "—— Sally~" Oh!” Captain Tutherly — Nor amtificiality. Such sweet simplicity of manner!” Sally (lapsing into chill irony) —* It's perfectly lovely !” Captain Tutherly—* The general pose, too, is admirable. So graceful, and * And vivacity of expres- ( iy Kyra Neha k le A LYNCHING "Ves, Rildad ; but see ye sort ‘em ail over fust, an’ don’t pick out none but th’ bad ones ” We can't afford ter be eatin’ good, 216 Sally— Intensely !" Captain Tutherly—'And so—yes, com- manding; such dignity of "—— Sally (unequal to Icnger repression) — “She's six feet high or so; she ought to be commanding. But graceful? Did you hear what Archie Sinclair said about hez—that she reminded him of a giraffe in puffed sleeves?" Captain Tutherly—" She? Of whom are you speaking?" Sally—" Why, Flora Plumly.” Captain Tutherly—“ But lve been taik- ing about you.” Sally—* The very idea! You were look- ing at"— Captain Tutherly — Certainly. 1 was timid about looking you in the face while | told you my opinion of you. Sally (much flushed)—* The idea !” Captain Tutherly—* Yes, When shall we be married ?” Sally ~ (Incoherent murmurs of protes- tation and confusion ) Captain Tutherly (taking her hand, un- der cover of a providential cactus) —“ Till two minutes ago | was in doubt whether you loved me. My mind is now serenely at rest. Sally (striving to assume an indignant mien)—" I should be pleased to know Captain Tutherly — Certainly. You have evinced, during the last two minutes, such strong and unmistakable symptoms of an inward cy- clone of bitter, raging, voleanic, scorching and devastating jealousy that my last faint fear is allayed. What date shall we fix on for the ceremony 2" Sally (hopelessly routed, and rising gallantly to the emergency) — T can’t get ready in a minute less than three months at the very least.” uu a orran, ’TWAS EVER THUS. AY summer now has had its run, And when it is too late We see the girls have had the fun, . While the boys have paid the freight. THAT'S THE QUESTION. Bobby —" Pa, they call lawyers legal lights, Pa—" Yes, Bobby.” Bobby—" Well. pa. why ain't Mr. Edison an electric light ? IN AFRICA. Retribution overtakes the false prophet who loved the fiery liquid, comicbooks.com