Judge — September 9, 1899 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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PICKED UP BY THE WAY. OW happy one must be who never wishes for to-morrow ! Why should any one be afraid to die who is not afraid to live? When we feel that nothing in life matters but the joy of others we are on the high road to our own. We boast of civilization, yet try to find words to express sympathy, Shall we never learn to find silence? It is easier to weep with those who weep than it is to make them smile n, but it isn’t half so useful. Getting into debt is like going in bathing—it is cold and unpleasant when you are only up to your ankles, but when you are fairly out of your depth you find you can float comfortably. ‘The great fundamental passions of the heart—love, jealousy, hatred. sor- row, revenge—are the hereditary jewels of literature which each generation has. reset in the fashion of the day. From the living rock of truth the of human passion break off a frag- ment. It is rolled on many a beach, worn by many grinding sands, till at last. one day, it is thrown up beyond the wave-line, smooth, round and shining a proverb. THE WRONG KIND. Dorothy (alter getting badly scratched by rose-thorns)—" | wish God had made them safety-pins instead of the old scratchy common kind.” stasis m Acciens, WORLD'S FAIR. NNIV.ALGERIENNE The dreamy Orrent 18 19 your eyes— ‘Only, those veils conceal them. Your well-draped charms we only ean surmise— Vou think we'd steal them? No gaze of foreign infidel e’er taints you: Tike lotus bloom you hide. So you are all imagination paints you— And little else beside A BOUNDLESS CONTIGUITY. SOYVHAT are you figuring on?” asked the Chi- cago wife after her husband had covered several sheets of paper with columns of figures. “Well,” replied her husband, “1am trying to MODERN IMPROVEME find out what the population of our city would be if Motn—" These incandescent lights are a cinch—no fear of burning your wings in them, and more we had no city limits at all.” attractive than a candle-flame.”” THE DOG IN THE WELL. ¢+LJOW is it that Jimson always stops and listens to Dumley’s stories about his cute little boy 2" imson owes Dumley borrowed money.” SCHNEIDER PLACING THE BLAME. GOOPT fox-houndis now yet vas mighty scearce, Undt goout fox-hunders, too. Goodt foxes most haff gone by grass ; Dot's vhy I speak mit you, ‘The ** free-land ” party vas to plame Fer driving oudt dot noble game. Dey started der var wot freed der “' nigs,” Undt dem coons dey came up here Undt, liking shicken next mit pig, Der goops dey kervickly clear. Dem foxes den done starve mit death, Der poor fox-houndt gets lazy, Der gun gits r-rusty on der shelf, Undt der hunder he gots cr-razy, NATURAL PERVERSENESS. Crawford —* How do you account for the fact that there are so many wealthy bachelors?” Crabshaw—" \ man is more apt to think he can afford to marry when he's poor than when he's rich.” EY.” comicbooks.com