Judge — December 19, 1896 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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

Christmas Judge. THE JOKE-MAN’S KOMIKAL KALEIDOSCOPE. N looking back at ‘96, With Memory up to all its tricks, The scenes in Time's kaleidoscope Are almost like a dream of dope ! Wheels in our head, in everything — For everywhere the wheel is ki Our lady friend ; the summer girl, Upon her bike is in the whirl. Even the hot wave rides on one, And plays the scorcher just for fun. The negro, Irishman and Jew Are trotted out when gags are few ; And, “ Just tell them that me you saw,” Plaintively sings the mother-in-law. Crisp Autumn comes—the play's the rage, And “ Jupce’s Favorites” take the stage. McKinley, Bryan, Li Hung Chang, Allin the push roll by, stap-bang ! And at this time, somehow, bank-noter Appropriately rhyme with votes. Enough! Let's look ahead to Heaven, And turn our rays on ‘97. comicbooks.com