Judge — April 23, 1898 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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uae. 267 | UVENILE MATHEMATICS. “Oh, sister!’ cried the boy with a beautiful arithmetic-book in his right hand and a large juicy apple in his left, “if you will listen a, mo- ment I will ask you a question that you cannot answer without doing the sum on a slate and pencil.” “Tam not so sure of. that, Sir Boy,” replied the little girl, snatching the apple from his hand and giving him ‘a merry chase for it ere he cap- tured it once more, “You are a pert_and naughty miss, so you are!" cried the boy; “but that ‘does not make you smart enough to answer the question.”” “What is your horrid old question 2” inquired the little girl, more in defiance than curiosity, and shaking her golden curls at him. “It is this,” said the boy, spreading the book before him and read- ing very slowly, so that his small sister would hear every word dis- tinctly and not have a chance to crawfish on any account. “If a farmer = JUST BEAUTY UNADORNED. Mxs JoHNsinc—''Stingy ol’ critter, dat Miz’ Chabcoal. Wouldn’ spen' er cent fo" maskerade costoom.” Mrs. Suirr—"* Bat I undabstood she reppahsented a char- actah. Mrs, Jounsinc—" Jes’ * Night’; lat’s all." question were put to them, would not have answered exactly as the little girl did? w. J. LAMPTON, A GREAT COMBINATION. EDISON was a great sufferer from neuralgia, the pain of which was pretty nearly the only thing that could distract him from the problems upon which he worked. Naturally 3 a great many remedies were suggested to him. None that 3 he tried did any good. Finally he made a list of every drug ‘ that had been recommended, and making a mixture of them all , found a remedy that acted, he said, almost magically. I asked him why he did not give the remedy to the world. He said that the mixture was so expensive that it was almost worth its weight in gold. He did not believe that there was any virtue in the mixture as a combination, and because it was a mixture, but that there was some one or more drugs in it that did the business in his particular case, though which the particular drug or drugs were he did not pretend to know. A BETTER AKRANGEMENT. Mr. MISERLY SkINNER—"* What's your terms?” Dx. Kiiguicx—"" Fifty dollars if I save you; nothing if you die.” Mk MISERLY SKINNER—** Make it vice-versa and neither of us will miss the money.” has twenty sick sheep and one of them dies, how many does he have left?” ; ‘When the little girl had heard this problem through she fairly shrieked with childish glee and youthful triumph. “Oh, you stupid boy!" she cried, “to think that { could not answer so simple a question as that when 1am already through the multiplication-table.” “Well, what is the answer, smarty?” said the boy in the tofe of voice one uses when he is very sure he is not going to be caught this time, anyhow, “Did you say twenty-six sheep?” inquired the little girl with some caution of manner—for it is not always safe to be too sure. venty sick sheep is what I said,” replied the boy with the charming frankness so often no- ticeable in brothers. “Then, of course,” said the little girl ea gerly, “if one dies the farmer must have twenty-five left.” Thereupon the boy laughed his little sister to scorn, which was very, cruel; = for HE KEPT AWAY FROM THE FIGHTING. how many grown-up ; “+ Have you ever seen a battle?” persons, if the same “Well, I guess not. I'm a war correspondent.” comicbooks.com