Judge — September 11, 1897 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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SONG OF THE SUNSET THRUSH. ERFUME of rose and thyme and wilding brush Through all the twilight strewn, And lo! the sweet heartache of one lone thrush Holds rapt this bourn of June. ‘A ghost of music—for my pulses. bound, By these wild measures stirred, As if the vanished soul of Poe had found Its new life in a bird. JONN DAML wutTe VERY LIKELY. Sapsmith —"\ have been in a bwown study all the awftahnoon, y’ know, Miss Sally, and "— Sally Gay—" A very light - brown one, I pre- sume, Mr. Sapsmith?” A SWEETENED IMPERTINENCE. THE other day a trolley-car was moving rapidly up an out-of-the-way street in a southern city. Among the passengers was a pretty, dark-eyed school-girl, who was miaking merry with her companions in a way that kept the sunbeams fairly dancing through the car. Suddenly she sprang to her feet and, in ‘a voice which Queen Victoria might have used when she was young, exclaimed, “Stop the car, quick!” The conductor sprang at thé bell-cord as if a catastrophe was imminent, It was against the rules for a car to stop in the middle of a block, but that car stopped in the middle of that block, Then the pretty girl threw a double handful of sunbeams into the eyes of the passengers and darted out of the door, leaving the astonished conductor this simple order, “ Wait a MARROW-FREEZING. His business is a daily grind. Warch the sparss as they fly beneath. When he puts an edge on the knife you'll find That he's put an edge on your teeth. THE SHOE ON THE OTHER FOOT, Mrs. FARMER GREENE (tho has made a mistake in her catalogue number and got Napoleon and Saint Anthony mixed)—" Number one hundred ind eighteen, Josiah, is Napoleon at St. Helena.” Mx. FAkMER GxkeNK—"" Napoleon at St. elena, eh? I should say it wuz St. Helena at Napoleon.” ‘Waal, ef I'm enny kind uv a judge And the car waited—waited with all its load of hurrying passengers, and in utter con- tempt of consequences to the conductor, motorman, or their employers, while that daring girl stood on the sidewalk having her litle talk with a young fellow she had happened to espy from the window. The motorman peeped around the corner of the car with a pair of thunderbolts in his eyes, but at the sight of the young couple on the sidewalk the threatened lightning gave way to an innocent twinkle. The conductor stood with a puzzled look on his face and a hand on the bell-cord, but not a hand or foot moved until the girl came back and loosed the statue from its pedestal with an order to proceed. And the odd part of it all was that not a single passenger blamed him, while those who could peep out of the windows were wishing that somebody would tell those young people that nobody was in the least bit of a hurry. Of course it was an impertinence, and no thoughtful girl would have been guilty of such a thing; but the incident suggests the wonderful possibilities that are spread out before the girl who would make a right use of sweetness. And it suggests also this pitiful fact—that the world is so hungry for sweets that it is glad to get even a sweetened im- pertinence. ek re. A CRITERION. Askins—'Was it very expensive, profes- sor?" Professor Broadhead —"Oh, yes. I had to pay almost as much for it as if it had been given to me.” THE SECOND BEST. se ]SAACS, haven't you found that honesty is the best policy?” “Yes, mine frendt ; nexd to der fire-insurance bolicy.”” AN EXPENSIVE SMILE, Jayson —"* That girl's smile haunts me still.” PAvsoN—" ler smile haunts me too | asked her to have a ‘mile the other night and she took it in champagne.” comicbooks.com