Judge — March 31, 1900 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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HIS OPINION. . ‘| HEARD a feller braggin’ the other day,” said vas the Kohack philosopher, “that he was the : ees great-great-great—and mebby some more—grand- S¢_ son of General What's-his-name, that fell off from the Bunker hill monument, or something of the kind, and he seemed to consider that the said fact made him a good deal better than common people. I didn’t make any remarks at the time, but as I looked him over and recol- lected that he had never done anything more meritorious than just to live, and wasn't any too scrupulous about payin’ his | debts, and-that he smoked siggyrets and played the mandolin some, and made his humble but useful feller-citizens unani- mously tired, | thought these things about him: The first was that mebbe he was ly- in’; the second was - that if he really was meu a grandson at all of MAES || the illustrious pa- triot before men- tioned it was just about as likely that he was only a small- small-small, and so on, one; and the third thing I thought was that this ‘ere confound- ed endless-chain re- lationship business has been just about run into the ground, anyhow. “A man ‘da Sern | durn sight better be | OUT OF THE RACE. Seen col what New York MAX—"" Where are you from, Mr. Snoppen- Kind of an ancestor hauer?” he'll make than for- NOT THE ANSWER SHE EXPECTED. Mr. SNopPeNHAVER—"' Vrom Philadelphia.” . ever drivelin’ about Mrs. NewMarry—*' Don't you think baby is just as bright as he New York MAN—" Philadelphia? Where is Philadelphia?” can be?” Mr, SNorPeNaver—' Vy, don'd you know? It’s shust his forefathers.’ Her sistex—'‘Certainly. He takes after you, and so you can't aboud ninety miles behint New York.” ‘TOM-MORGAN. expect him to be very bright.” Penrurn Stankws, WHERE THE GOOD CATS GO. comicbooks.com