Judge — January 16, 1897 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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

36 Photo. by Morrison. JUDGE'S FAVORITES. LAURA BURT. F laurels, Laura, fit your name, innate charm and gentleness, You're sweeter as yourse//, in fact, Than any role you merely act. A POSSIBLE RAISE. E WAS a dilapidated specimen of humanity and the dingy place he entered on a side street was a fair match to him. ‘There were three tarnished gilt balls over the door and the man carried a small wooden desk which looked as if it had been scoured with the sands of time since the beginning of eternity and the sand had been allowed to accumulate. If the man and the place were dingy the little desk was dingier. And the pawnbroker was but little improvement, He sat at his desk in the far end of the long room and as the cus- tomer came toward him he greeted him as he would not have greeted a stranger. ° The customer set the little desk on the counter in front of the pawnbroker. “What can I get on this?” he asked, laying his hand affectionately on it and seeming to caress it. The pawnbroker shoved it around and examined it much as a step-mother might inspect the children of her husband’s pre- vious wife. “Vell,” he grunted in the musical tones of his kind, “I gand say for sure, bud I s’pose you mighd gid a coad of far- nish on id. Haf you tried ?” We. J. LAMYTON, THREE OF A KIND. YOU ask, is this an idyl? Such I scarce dare write or spell it, LAT! For you're not idle—no, not much ! Inrricuinc Tenanop— v My heart can truly tell it— And yet you are my idol. See? And hence an idyl this must be. us. 5, money-making plan uv de year SPARTAN COURAGE. SPANtsit dangerous mi Reerurr SPANISIL seven teeth fille: Did some one tell you I was once a prize-fighter 7” Better than that ! I have heard that you underwent having by a New York dentist.” vill see der fire department run out next veek Tuesda PLENTY OF LEEWAY. Jaxey Rosenpaum —" Fadder, der fire insurance runs out next veek Vednesday.”” Mr. Rosennaust (confidentially) —"* Vell, shust you vatch close und you ye SHIFTLESS WASTE, HE Gimpy stood by the sad sea waves With great tears rolling down his cheek, And sobs came up from his long, thin throat So fast he could scarcely speak. “Alas!” he cried, when his voice came back, “ What a terrible thing to see ! Such a lot of water going to waste, Not a drop of it fit for tea” wr, SINGULARLY APPROPRIATE. Askins —" Let me see! What does young Hyroller call his yacht ?” Grimshaw—"*' The Floating Debt,’ I believe.” SOMETHING OF A REBUFF. Mr. Goslin—" 1 dweamed lawst night —aw—that you and I were mawwied—aw —Miss Amy.” Miss Tenspot —“ You call that a dream, do you?” Mr. Goslin—" Yaws, of cawse,” Miss Tenspot —“\{ 1.had dreamed that I should call it a nightmare.” lie, I've got de greatest 2. THE LATEST. 1 — Watch me.” comicbooks.com