Judge — August 6, 1898 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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

A LONG LIST. S*QINCE we are engaged,” she said, ‘my dearest, I wish you would tell me just what you see Of faults and failings that tend to vex you, ‘And what you would like improved in me.” With rapturous glances, ‘‘ You little darling, As if you had any faults !" he cried. “* Instead, let me beg you will tell me truly My faults and errors.” The dear girl sighed. “Ob, I couldn't, indeed—don't ask me, sweet- “+ But why ?” he questioned with soft eyes hid. ** Because, I'm afraid,” she made answer gently, “You'd never love me again if I did.” MADELINE 5. BRIDGES, OVERHEARD AT SCHUYLER’S. Miss Vassar —* What is the reason that Cy “DP this orangeade tastes so watery?” ed SS (ea wr Ne Polite attendant—" Because we make it ‘S)," out of naval oranges, miss.” : JUDGE'S FAVORITES. MAXINE ELLIOTT. Of wistfulness or laugtter, sadness or surprise, One look, and ever after ‘A haunting sweet surmise— One flashing look, then closed the book, © untorgotten eyes! ALREADY PREPARED. 6+ RUT,” said the government official, “ how are we go- ing to keep the people in Spain from getting excited and revolu tionary when they receive the news of the termination of this war with America?” “Oh, I am prepared for that,” replied the able Spanish editor. “I have an article al- ready in type, saying that Spain has finally succeeded in working off her worthless and rebellious colonies on the United States.” HIT THE BULL’S-EYE, HE Spanish ennners cannot alm: Woman —"* Well, what do you want ?” Despite their blow and brag, AGENT—“* We two has formed a syndicate, an’ if there's any party in the willage w'ot you wants ter git rid of my work- And though they never hit a thing in’ pardner will give her a call an’ shake hisself once or twice in her hall-way, an’ the live stock wot he'll leave behind will ‘We'll make them strike their flag, WOFry your enemy so that they'll be obliged to git out. Would you like to look at our circular, mum ?* A NEW INDUSTRY. A STRANGE STYLE. N THE nesting season a robin flew by the win- dow with a piece of white cloth in its bill. It was a great surprise to Dot, who asked wonder- ingly, “ Do all birds carry their handkerchiefs in their mouths, mamma ?” A MATTER OF JUDGMENT. Giles — race-horses. Merritt—* Sure he can. The only reason he loses is that he lets the race-horses alone and plays the plugs.” “A man can't make any money playing HIS DILEMMA. Farmer Hornbeak —“1 don't know how to use this medicine. The label on the bottle is so blurred that I can’t make it out.” Mrs. Hornbeak —“ Can't you kinder guess at it?” Farmer Hornbeak —“ Wa-al, 1 don't like to HE FURNISHED THE “AIR.” 1, is osbbRIKS —* Coon cictaleg, Ry take the risk. I've tasted and smelled of it and little man. How are you getting along in your rubbed on a little, and I'm afraid if I apply it ex- study of music? I understand you're over at the 2. The part Bobby “played” in farnish-ternally it will pain infernally, and if I take it in- Oe Oe a tio = ternally it will settle me eternally. I guess I'd bet- all the airs." ter give it away.” comicbooks.com