Judge — April 24, 1897 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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OWN IN OUR ALLEY. HERE were loud cries of remonstrance from Mollie, who was being dragged along the alley by a colored girl a shade larger than she. “ What are you doing, little girls?” asked a benevolent lady interested in the improve- ment of the condition of the poor. “She's bin bad,” said Seraphine Ange- lina, “ an’ I's takin’ her toe mah mammy toe git her whipped.” “ What did she do?” asked the lady. “She swored,” returned Seraphine An- gelina with terrible emphasis. “I never!" ejaculated her white captive. “Oh, she did! She swored an’ she cuss- ed jes’ awful, an’ mah mammy ‘s gwine lick "er." “Well, father says you got to swear at niggers,” said Mollie sullenly, in extenuation, trying to wriggle from the grasp of the firm black hands. “What did she say that was so bad?” asked the benevolent lady. “She swored an’ she cussed an’ she damned. She said, ‘ Nigger, nigger, never die! Nigger, nigger, never die!” swear word dey is.” A SMALL ETERNITY. Amanda (alighting from her wheel at the roadside, where Morti- more awaits her)—" Have I kept you waiting long, dear?” Mortimore—" Long? Many cycles have passed since the hour appointed for our meeting.” An’ dat’s de worstest M. ¢. CANDRE, HE WAS DREAMING OF POOL, Wire. (hysterically) am sure I cannot be mistaken, in his sleep? ABSOLUTELY NEC- ESSARY. ++ )M[UST you go out?” ask- ed Mrs. McCorkle as her husband picked up his hat when the curtain descended “Yes,dear. The orches- tra has begun to play ‘Annie Rooney.’ “ What of that?” “Tt is necessary to go out for a change of air.” HER FRIEND. Miss Palisade—" 1 don't know whether to write him a letter or wait until he calls on me.” AMLiss Summit—"\ would wait until he calls. You know he is awfully particu- lar about one’s spelling.” Jay Seep. dew hev sich big ears?” Four times in his sleep he has cried out that he put it in the corner pocket. Can it be that he lost it afterward, or is he intentionally deceiving me even “Say, Josh, hain’t it cur'us thet elerfunts PLAIN SAILING. Jack PLUNGER—"*So you asked old Skinner for his daughter's hand and he acquiesced at once? Then it's plain sailing.” Bos BLUFFER—" That's what it is. the family. my boy.” “There must be something wrong about I take the next steamer for Rio de Janeiro under an assumed name, IDENTITY UP TO DATE, OMEWHERE in some forgotten place— Tn Wayback land, in Ragman’s land— Two last year’s shapes met face to face And bade each other stand. And each one said, “* Where are we at?" And shuddered ‘neath the dust upon it, “Tam my lady's theatre-hat.” “ And I'm her Easter bonnet.” CAROLYN WELLS, WHAT TO DO WITH OUR DAUGHTERS. Mamma—"1 am quite discouraged about Harriet. I can't see that the child is ever going to amount to anything. She seems to have no ability for anything in particular—dislikes house- keeping and bungles over a button. Her tutors forgot to teach her how to apply what she learned at school. I am distressed. If we should be taken from her what in the world would she do?” Pafa—* Don't let that trouble you, my dear. She might get married, mightn’t she?” AN INSULT RESENTED. comicbooks.com