Judge — January 9, 1897 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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Snape CAST-IRON CASTE. SeYES, sub,” said the colonel as he carefully wiped the nozzle of his flask and returned it to his pocket; “yes, suh; we was always strick in owah kindness to owah servants. That cullud ‘woman yondeh reminds me of my ole mammy. Lawd! you nawthen folks doan’ know the love an’ respeck evinced by the masteh faw the slave. I slept in that ole mammy’s arms ‘twel I was three yeahs ole, an’ I drew my life, sub, f'um the lacteal founts of that.ole mammy. Lawd, how she loved me! Cried, Bmighty! when I was sick, an’ like to have died when I bed the measles. Yes, suh— hat ipthunder is them niggahs a-doin’ in’ this yer"cyar? 1 jest about raise blazes with “ge Athat conductor ef he:doan’ slide them’ back into the cullud ‘cyar,” A. T. WORDEN, ACMIXED RAMILY. HE WAS a widower and the father of two children, aged respectively five and seven. She was a widow who possessed one’young hopeful aged five. They met, and im- mediately established a mutual-admiration society of two, which resulted in marriage. In the due course of time their family was enlarged by the advent of twins. Returning from business one evening, he was startled by shrieks from the nursery. Racing up-stairs, he took in the situation at a glance, and a moment later burst in upon his wife. “Amy, for heaven's sake! go to the nursery, for your children and my children are trying to murder our children.” tors COULDN'T FIND ONE. Butwp MAN—" I've been lookin’ all my life for a generous man an’ haven't seen one yet.” THE PAIR AND THE APPLES. THE fact that some plants devour insects is considered a mar- velous modern discovery, yet it has been known for ages that the first pair ate two apples. WHY SHE REFUSED. George— You admit that you love me and yet you will not va . marry me?” ASREGRETEUL OVERSIGHT) ae Mildred— It is a duty I owe myself, George. I could never Puorooraren BLUFFER—" Now keep very quiet and watch for the little ‘squir- 4. ; a Te Tee io’ aac rel’ to come out of this hole—— Why, what are you crying for?” _ lappy on an income that compelled us to live in Brooklyn or Tousty (sobbing)—"* I ain't got no sling-shot wid me ter plug him." Jersey City.’ JUDGMENTS FROM MR. MCGARVEY. HUMANITY niver_pities th’ throubles av a fat felly. Ragan got overhaited tushin’ round lookin’ fer a braze. Bad ‘cess t’ th’ Oitalians thot: do wroite Oirish jokes fer th’ papers. Oi kin raid th’. papers wid me daughter's oyes, but Oi'm bliss’d if Oi kin ate wid her mout’. Casey had nothin’. th’ matther wid him so. bad thot. th’-docthor charged him a month's wages t’ cure him. Th’ Amiricans do be th’ tinder-bearted payple. Shure, wid fray silver th’ poor Oirish- man kin bring his little goold A PROVIDENTIAL AUXILIARY. dollar over here an’ git six- Mr. Levi (excitedly) —"' Sufferin’ Rebecca! How came teen dollars’ wurth av shtuff OU down dere, They?” Mz. Levi—"" Vell, id's a mighdy lucky ding dot I prought en Ixey (sedbing)—" Blease, bapa, I fell ; 7 i o wid) caw asitwison, arma’ ame honet fo ort ret pe me enue jonas canes comicbooks.com