Judge — December 9, 1899 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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HER GAME. *¢LTAW, haw, H h aw!" laughed the landlord of the tavern at Polk- ville, Arkansas, when the genial drummer had wound up his yarn, “ By jing! that thar's a pow'ful funny story, Mr. Sells —burhung if it ain't! Some- how it sawter reminds me of the action of the wid- der Prink in makin’ game of her dead husbands. Tell you how it happened. You see, she was, gener'ly speakin’, as nice a lady as you ‘most ever seen; but she married an’ buried seven husbands in reg'lar rotation, weddin's, 3 an’ funerals follerin’ each other at her house like the A HONG QPATH: Ruerens z : 5 id Mrs. Smith's son graduate as an allopath or a homocopath?” comin’ an’ goin’ of spring-time an’ harvest. Every ; Y Tomoopath, I think. He's been livin’ at home ever since he took his degree.” would fool her by outlivin’ her; but, shucks! none of ‘em ever did. “Waz-al, after she had got the whole party of ‘em laid out side by side in the graveyard she turned to an’ erected a monument to the memory of the gang. On the top of it'was a marble hand with the index finger pointin’ upward, an’ on the base, in- stead of the customary names, dates an’ other etset- teries, were the two. words, ‘Seven up.’ I reckon it was a truthful announcement, for no doubt they were all more sinned against than sinnin’, as the sayin’ goes; but it always struck me that it was a little kinder unfeelin’ of her to make game of the dear departed that way.” rou 7. woncan, PURPOSELY INDEFINITE. AT Asepper one night, to her delight, Miss Gourmand had overheard Dear Mr. Jinx say that her appetite Was dainty as that of a bird. ‘Those who also heard had thought it absurd ; A BREACH OF ETIQUETTE. But Mr. Jinx had been wary, The satmon is in great trouble. His wife has just been eaten by a horrid man.” For he had not inferred what kind of a bird, * Yes; and—just think of it!—the man used a knife.” ‘An ostrich or a canary. an once in a little while the preacher was either mar- ryin’ some feller to her with a few solemn words or else aimin’ him for the other shore with a few other .an’ equally solemn words. “She always employ- ed the same minister, kind- eras a matter of habit, I reckon; an’ after a while it got to seemin’ as if the clergyman had said the same things to or about one or another of her hus- bands so. often that the good man didn’t ‘pear to take any pertickler interest in the purseedin’s, an’ grew to gabblin’ his remarks in ‘one monotonous tone, like a book-agent or map-ped- dler tellin’ his little story. Lused to figger that soon- er or later the lady would git matrimonially tangled COE RNS LATA “* Here is Repecka—she is going to gif a tin-veddings barty, i i up with some man that und me on der feed he tankcopseres to gif a tin-veddings barty, put his friends remembered him when the tin wedding came. comicbooks.com