Judge — August 27, 1898 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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

JUDGE'S FAVORITES. MAUD HOLLINS. Coyly demure, without a pout — A passing mood of Maud's, no doubt. Her other photos seemed a deal ‘Too realistically real, Although a triumph, T pres Proving her chic, e’en in bathing costume. (The copyrighted picture of Lettice Fairfax, the Juoun Favorite im the mumber dated July 234, should have been credited to B,J. Fath.) MCKINLEY’S BETTER HALF. U “LE RUFUS was asked his opinion about President McKinley shortly after the inauguration. “Waal, now, 1 don’t know much about McKinley,” said Uncle Rufus, mus- ingly chewing a straw,“ but I do jest know this here thing ; that wife Hanna of his is a darned smart woman.” A BLUE CAP WAVED IN THE LINE. THE day that the soldier boy went away, Away from the old home nest, The blue of the summer sky grew gray ‘And the sun went down in the west To rest in a sea of blood, it seemed. "Twas a dreary day, T opine, To a mother who sat in her chair and dreamed Of a blue cap waved in the line. The villagers cheered as the boys marched by, The boys in their suits of blue, Foll many a star blinked up at the sky From the flags on the avenue ; And buttons of! brass in the sunlight gleamed With a,polished shimmer and shine, ‘While a mother sat in her chair and dreamed Of a blue cap waved in the line. Her faded eyes were so dimmed with tears She could only the troop descry When her boy turned deaf to a world of cheers ‘And waved her a last good-bye ; But she knew that he would and a pride there beamed In her soft eyes, master mine! And the mother sat in her chair and dreamed ‘Of a blue cap waved in the line. Oh, the day that the soldier boy went away, ‘Went forth to a warfare grim, ‘The heart of a mother worn and gray Went out and away with him. And little the lusty warrior deemed That a memory sweet would twine Round so simple a thing, while his mother dreamed, As a blue cap waved in the line. ROY PARKELL GRERNE. IT STOPPED. This thing has got to stop.” The strong man quivered with ill-suppressed rage; he spoke quietly yet fiercely ; his set jaws and ring eye showed desperate determination ; his ingers clinched convulsively ; the brake did its doty and the thing did stop—and after sailing for about forty feet over the handle-bars and describing a whole geometry full of parabolas, tangents, cones, triangles and hypothenuses on the rocky hill-side, the strong man stopped too—his pedals had gotten away from him on a steep down grade, (in continuation, speaking of her sagon) —** Yes, an’ he ain't got no wices at all; he don't smoke, drink, or chew terbacker, an’ he don’t want no latch- key.” CLIENT (who has just bee totally innocent of the charge.” WORTH MORE. n acquitted of murder) — sy shige fee is exorbitant, especially as I was : Frienp (on right)—"* Lor’! w'ot a hus- bant he'd make.” “THERE WAS TUMULT IN THE CITY.” . sTHE Americans fell by thousands”. Thus slowly came the telegram in old Madrid, but the great Spanish official waited no longer. Rushing from the tele- graph-office, he joyfully spread the news and soon the city trembled beneath accla- mations from ten thousand throats, A cock-fight was announced, but as the roosters had all been eaten a cat - fight was substituted. Back in the telegraph-office the faith- ful operator finished the message : ——" upon the heroic sons of Spain. It was another sad but glorious day. THE VALUE OF HISTORY. First grandee —\ tell you, Spain is making history these days.” Second grandee —" Yes, sit; and so long as we have the privilege of making Lawver—" That's just it! Think how much worse you would have felt if you had had to hang for some- the history we can afford to let the mer- thing you never did.” cenary yankees win the battles.” comicbooks.com