Judge — August 21, 1897 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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Sudge A GRATEFUL MOTHER. OW do you do, Mr. Hungerford?” said Mrs. Tenterhook as she rose and greeted her caller with genuine welcome, “Tam very glad to see you, Mrs. Tenterhook,” replied the gen- tleman, who can scarcely be described as young, for he was nearing middle age. “ Please be seated.” After the visitor had taken the chair indicated by his hostess he coughed two or three times and then began rather hoarsely, “ Your daughter—er—has referred me to you, Mrs. Tenterhook. —perhaps I should say that I have made her a proposal of mar- riage and that she referred me to you.” After this effort Mr. Hungerford coughed again very violently and got quite red in the face; but Mrs. Tenterhook was very prompt in her response. « Why, Mr. Hungerford, I scarcely know what to say, for Nellie hasn't said a word to me about it, although ordinarily Nellie con- fides in me in everything, as an obedient girl should; and indeed I cannot complain of Nellie’s treatment of me in that regard, or in any other, for she takes right after her papa—dear, lamented man!— who loved me dearly, if any man ever loved his wife, and I made a good wife for him, though I say it as shouldn’t. And he was such a good man, and never went out at night without telling me exactly where he was going; and indeed he seldom went anywhere but to the meet- ing of the red-men’s lodge, of which he was an officer of some sort—high muck- ymuck, or whatever they call it. Yes, I still revere the memory of James K. Tenterhook, although he has been dead three years now. Iremember the time so well because it was just when dear Nellie was get- ting over her attack of typhoid fever, and her fife teenth birthday occurred while she was ill.” Mrs. Tenterhook paused to dab her eyes with her lace handker- chief, and Mr. Hungerford looked steadily at her, for he had recovered his equanimity. He cleared his throat and was about eed to speak when she re- . EVIDENTLY SINGLE. : —"Are you married 2” sumed, NOT ADMITTED THERE. Saint PeTeR—"' Well, what do you want?" SHADE OF sCORCHER—" I want to get in Saint PeTER—"'Scorchers down below." was saying, it was very considerate of Nellie to refer you to me, thus gi ing her mother the next chance; and while it is true that I had not thought of ever marrying again, still | am not oblivious to your many excellent char- acteristics, and it really seems as though it would be flying in the face of Providence to reject your kind proposal, and there- fore we may consider our- selves engaged. I hope you are not in favor of a long engagement.” WILLIAM Wanay siviTe, THEY LACKED ENTERPRISE, ‘POSE. puritans vas no goot,” said Mr. Isaacheimerstein. “Vby 2" asked his partner. “Vhen dey burned Weary WILLIE (indignantly) ‘ot! D'ye t'ink I'd be relyin’ on total strangers fer support ‘dose vitches dey did not “So Nellie referred if I had a wife?” you to me, did she? Well, that was real kind of the girl; but, then, as I told you, she always was akind girl. 1 sup- pose she realizes that she is too young to marry and that there is some disparity between your age and hers; though of course you are not toblame for that, having been born before her; neither is she to blame for it, hav- ing been born after you — for that is something which A WELL-KNOWN ARTICLE. no person can reg- Junce Causty—“Are you sure your love for my daughter is the gen- ulate for himself or sir, [have experienced the same sensation a thousand times.’ may be. But,'as I have dem insured.” se 2 VERY LIKELY. “Throwin’ stones, sir? No, sir; Lain't seen no one a-throwin’ stones.” * What's that you've got in your pocket 2” I'm a-carryin’ me father his lunch, sir.” comicbooks.com