Judge — August 5, 1899 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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94 A BOOK OF LAUGHTER. HLIS little book I gave her A spring-time long ago, Ere yet the year had blossomed And waned in rose and snow ; This little book of laughter, ‘That some light-hearted wit & With pencil dipt in sun: In happy mood had w: How merrily she chided What time I lost the place To read the sweeter story In her exquisite face ! Above the sparkling pages She bent her pretty head ; Her silver tills of laughter Drowned out the half I read This little book I gave her When all the world was young ; When in my heart sang summer ‘That never since has sung ! ‘To-day I turn the pages From which the charm has fled ; ‘The wit is dull and heavy, ‘The merriment is dead It seems a sorry jester— ‘A weeping harlequin, Whose heavy heart is aching iis aeee His spangled breast within ! c 2 TT Gay voices sink to silence . oe Along the vanished years — THERE ARE OTHERS. My little book of laughter Mr. Brown —* They.say old Deacon Skinner leads a double life.” Is become a book of tears. Mxs. Brown —"* Gracious me !" TLORENCR MAY ALT. Mr. Brown —" Fact. A happy life at his office and a dog's life at home.” SUGGESTIVE OF A DROUGHT. ++ CAN Oi get yez to take a drink wid me, Killy ?” “Can a duck swim ?” “ Not where there's not any liquid, me boy.”* LARGE AREA TO COVER. Cholly —"Aw, dontcherno, | was—aw—kissed @ dy five girls lawst night.” Clara (looking at his mouth) —“Ah, I suppose the job was too big for one girl.” A GAS-PLANT. Bousy—" Pa, what's a gas-plant?" FAatuer (sternly)—"* How dare you ask that, right after attending your grandmother's funeral 2" SEWED UP. ETH had stood for a long time at her aunt's front door, trying to get in, and to her aunt's in- quiry if she couldn't find the button the little girl exclaimed quickly, “No, auntie —not even the button- hole.” CALAMITY CONSOLATION, is merely Miss Goopstoop (savagely)—** So that fortune- Tue Tarin—"* How on earth do you manage to go at such a pace without any good fortune ‘eller told you your marriage would be a failure ? AN INVENTOR. exertion ?” Mrs. HichrLyer—" Yes, dear; bat don't you go ALLIGATOR—"* I'm an automobile, you duffer. I just swallowed an elec- that passes US — t worrying! She said my second and third marriages by. would turn out just splendid.” comicbooks.com