Judge, 1899-02-25 · page 7 of 22
Judge — February 25, 1899 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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In this age of the historical iconoclast no doubt, we will soon be asked to believe that the above picture represents the truth regarding the celebrated HER IDEA. oe O# {" exclaim- ed little Miss Citimin as the Dutch cheese was passed on the oc- casion of her first meal in the country, “ you keep one ‘of those dear old Dutch cows, don’t you?” PR STANMWS ‘ hy TIPPERARY, HER HAT. NAY: Grafipop, rage no more about ‘“"Tarnation blanked expense ! That millinery bill is large, But pious its intents. She thus puts ashes on her head, The Lenten maiden fair, For is it not a point of fact She burns the money there? MC LANDRURGH WILSON. THE USUAL WAY. Friend—""\ presume you soon found that all was not gold that littered?” Returned Klondtker (hoarsely) cherry-tree incident. —"Yep. Most of it was ice.” No. 6. FROM THE OWLD SoD, Now, did yez ever see the like, in counthry owld or new? She purty as a shamrock-leaf jose kissed with mountain ew. ‘The shteps she trips in reel and jig they can’t be towld in ‘An’ faith she's quick, with a blackthorn shtick, for flirtin’ ‘oF for fightin’. The best this side of hiven is found foreninst the Irish ‘DESIRED THE REAL ARTICLE. Farmer SLYCK (handing cup)—"* Mr, Inspector, I've jest milked. Won't you have a cup o' pure milk?” MILK-INspector—"* Don't mind if I do, seeing you have a cow handy. I'll just go over to her and try a glass, Thanky." nation: ‘The darlint scatters blessings round by means of emigra- 0 So, annywhere yer chance to meet a swate an’ shtrappin’ ‘That not another clime could raise, she's sure from Tip. Perary. THE COLONEL TOOK THE CUE, SAN need not live by M bread alone,” Old Parson Johnson cried. “Oh, no, my unbelieving friends ; Dar's other things be- side.” And Colonel Jinks, who heard him whoop, Went home and locked his chicken-coop. ONE WAY OUT OF IT. Sunday-school teacher (wishing to show how easily George Washington might have falsified) — Now, children, little George didn’t know but that he'd be severely whipped by confessing that he chopped down the cherry-tree. What might he have done in order to keep peace with his father?” Patsy— Buried the hatchet, mum.” LENT. FROM worldly thiogs she turns her thoughts And leaves the world behind, For dresses really heavenly Now occupy her mind THE KUDE THING! What was the cause of your falling out with Mr, Monkey?’ Didn't I tell you? Why, he had the audacity to ask me to sit on his knee.” Miss ANTELOP: Miss ELapHant— comicbooks.com