Judge — June 3, 1899 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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ANOTHER COLOR. LTHOUGIH unto the blue and gray This day we keep and crown, Too many celebrate the day In painting red the town, QUERY. F IT requires nine tailors to make a man, how many are needed to make a tailor-made woman ? VAULTING AMBITION. Uncle Joshua—" Silas has been readin’ some stories, an’ now he wants ter be a detective.” Uncle Ebenezer — Xb, yes. How ambitious, how irrepressible, the risin’ generation is! They ain‘t cont humble life, like we was when we was bo i 1. Farmer Hay —" There's that doggone tramp ! hangin’ around agin. — UNGALLANT QUESTION. $6 OH. MR. RICKETTS"” said to her star boarder, “the ladies and gen- tlemen of the house have decided to have a picnic this afternoon. If you care to go I'm sure we'd all be glad to have you.” “T don't know about going with the party,” replied ungallant Mr. Ricketts; “but what time hi oes the relief expedition start ?” rs. Proons A DIFFERENT COMMODITY. Mrs, Newiywen—"'I don't see why you are in such a hurry to get to work mornings, You used to say that you could love me through all eternity.” Mx. NewLywep—"And so I can and will, dearest. But time on earth is more valuable, you know.” Weary WiLtie BLoominc BusteR—"* Den, fer heaven's sake shake dem overalls, Dey looks like work.” IN A BAD LOOK. bible telis us we should avoid even de appearance of evil.” OUT OF DANGER. HE HAD asked the important question, She acceded to his suggestion ; So now he must speak to her father, ‘Though not to do so he would rather. Atlast, with new courage and valiant tone He called him up on the telephone, NOT AN ORDINARY KIND DOROTHY was dining at a neigh- bor's, and when she was passed the loaf-sugar for her coffee she said shyly, “No, I thank you; I never use any but congratulated sugar in my coffee.” 8. Butt (the hobo)—"* Sufferin’ snakes! a delirium,— WHAT WOR- RIED HER. Mrs. Gotham— “Wouldn't it be em- / barrassing 10 mect all your ex-husbands in the next world 2" Mrs. Lakeside— “Pshaw! my dear, 1 never think of that. I'm only hoping I'll never meet them in this.” —T've got ‘em agin!" comicbooks.com