Judge, 1900-04-21 · page 10 of 18
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FAR WORSE. WETHINK the way the cat comes back Is really quite a pity, Bat it is worse the way the man Retums unto the kitty. A NICER WAY. 3 Grace (to little brother) —" Come, Freddie; it is your bed- time. It is nice for little boys to go to bed early, you know.” Freddie (pouting) —""Tain't so nice as to sit up early, as you and Mr. Wiggins do!" A QUERY. Gruberstein— * Zweistein has money to burn.” Dreistein—" Vos dot money insured >" FAMILY CARE! “* What makes you sit poring over that directory ?* the kittens are to be christened this week and | have to get up eleven names PISCENE EXTREMES. NOW spring. a span of glad. ness, Runs riot in its flight, And yet a murky cloudlet Out spirit makes less bright. Against the golden sunfish ‘That shines so gay and glad. We feel a purple pathos — The shadow of the shad. NO SATISFACTION. Ars, Newcomb (to little Willie) —" I'm afraid you must be sick, dear, you make $0 little noise. Willie — No, mamma; it’s ‘cause grandma and Aunt Ruth aren’there to hear me.” CERTAINLY. Collingwood—" Giddings has married a multi - million- airess.” Gildersleeve —" Then 1 suppose that the instrument which certifies the fact of his marriage is a genuine gold certificate.” FINE FEATHERS. FINE feathers don't make fine birds — No, ‘tis just the other way: But that fine birds make fine feathers, See the Easter-hat display. IDEN I IFICATION. Nora —" Och! tare an’ ‘ouns, misthress' some caller at th’ front hov yanked th’ sloor-bell to flinders wid wan jerk.” Ethel —" Don't be so loquacious, Nora, but go show Mr. de Football into the parlor at once.” HOW THE CAT CAME BACK. BRING THE SAD STORY OF TWO HUNGRY THIEVES AND THE DOUGHNUTS THEY DID NOT EAT. SPRING FANCY. . “MAMMA” called Bennie, looking into the mirror with much concern at a tiny pimple upon his face, “I'm beginning to bud. INADVERTENCY. He—*“What makes you so down on young Earl? He did- n't try to make love to you, did he?” She—" Make love tome? No, indeed!" He—* Ah, poor Earl! One never knows how to please a lady NOT one stone was thrown at the woman taken in adul- tery. If her accusers had been women = comicbooks.com