Judge — December 2, 1899 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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SUSTAINING HERSELF. HY, it is all foolishness, Mrs, Setway, looking sig- nificantly at Mrs, Timidun. who had at that_ moment commanded Bobby Timidun to throw away a green apple which he held in his hand— “absolute foolishness. You do yourself more harm wor- ying lest your children eat a green apple than would come to the children if they should eat a bushel. Did you ever hear of a child who died from eating green apples? No: you never did and you never will, Chil- dren do not dic from eating green apples.” ‘To emphasize the sta ment she picked up the ple—a particularly virulent- looking specimen — which Bobby Timidun had thrown way and handed it to little Dorothy Setway. Then she sat back in her chair, / calmly enjoying the hor- ror her action had brought to the faces of the other lad SELF-MADE. I started life asa poor, barefoo orm, and look at me now !” That's nothing. I started as a tadpole, with no feet at all.” back on the pillow with a sigh of relief, and the doc- tor arose from the bed- ide, wiping the perspira- on from his forehead. “She will be all right That was the first chapter. The second chapter began that night at_pre- cisely twelve by the little brass clock in the Setway family bed-chamber. tle Dorothy began it. Her little interior pained her, and she raised her little voice in agony. Mrs Set- way bounced from her bed and applied colic me externally and other- ise, for ten minutes; then she dispatched Mr. Setway for the doctor. The doctor came and looked very grave. After a time he looked graver. for his remedies failed of effect. And the hours flew on, and litle Dorothy continued to scream and groan, and Mrs, Setway was in despair. “She is going to die, my precious, my love!” she moaned. “'Twas 1 who did it—I, in my fool- ishness! Oh, Lord! save her, save he ‘The prayer was an- swered. Just as the dawn- light appeared in the east the little sufferer dropped Beoxco Bn Grizary Pe Broxco But *Wot's a vegetarian, Pete?" W’y, a feller as lives on nuthin’ but vegetables, served up in different ways.” Great snakes! that's me. I live on nuthin’ but applejack, rye whisky an’ terbacker.” he s ‘And Mrs. § face pale and drhwn by the strain, dropped, utter- ly exhausted. T—1 knew it!” she gasped in a voice but lite tle above a whisper. “1— I told you so!” OW TALMADGE, THANKSGIVING. THE turkey now is full of fear, And there is trouble on his mind. He plainly sees this time of year ‘The farmer has an axe to grind, A WIDE-AWAKE REFERENC! Policecchief—"\n ad- vocating Patrolman Foley for night duty you advance especial qualifications, 1 presume?” Police-captain— + he has chro this blessed time, dear friends, the poor million- aire who cannot afford to have children, Mr, Snipr—"* Say, Miss Emma, why won't you sing for me?” Miss EmMa—"* Because T have such a very— BUT MR. SNIPP THOUGIIT SHE WAS FOOLING. sympathetic voice that it affects me ——I sing that I am just overcome, so whenever: and—and—— —burst into tears, Boo-hoo-hoo I" comicbooks.com