Judge — January 8, 1898 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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

Puzzle picture? No ; only Jones emptying his ash-pan on that windy morning. WESTERN CENSUS CLERK—' You were about to tell me your nationality when the wind interfered.” Pat—" Make it Irish descent !" Mr, Charlie Smith meets with a windfall while in Monte Carlo. “His friends call it blind luck, Tue noss—" Phere yez goin’, Killearty 7” Kiutcarty—"' Home, bedad'! Phin th’ wind is thot sthrong thot Oi can't . it’s th’ place farr me.” WINTRY strains yua bear nswer to “why” I gave you notice to ther from the city limits, I respectfully | wind that blows nobody good.” BOARD OF HEALTH.: It was mean that the wind should blow all the dead leaves pare a that tree on Brown's house, especially when he had just it, n those musical strains [ hear on 's a populist parade over there, and the through their whiskers.” ‘Sackett & Withelins Litho & Pig Co. Rew York, comicbooks.com