Judge — May 26, 1900 — page 6: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Jounnie BreTLe—' Darn those infernal spider-webs! ‘That's the third kite I've lost on them to-day.” AS THE COAL WENT DOWN THE CHUTE. Uncie Er —‘*Gosh ! it must cost a sight of money ter heat all these streets.” friend, “ what is the object of accumulating such a surplus in a little settlement like this ?” “Why, my dear Mr. Flatte, that is the most attractive feature of the whole plan. You see, our membership is limited to its present members, and cach member pays one dollar per week. Under- stand that hereafter no new members will be ac- cepted. These weekly fees are placed in a fund, and the entire amount on hand is to be paid to the member of the club who is the last to sell his prop- erty here.” ny ON THE SAFE SIDE. [DON'T say that Belinda s business schemes Have not an iota of reason or rhyme When I tell you she always burns her receipts, Lest the bills be presented a second time, THE LATEST REQUIREMENT. Colwvigger—" \'m not quite sure I understand WITH A PADLOCK ON IT. what you mean by an ideal climate.” ** How do you like the chainless wheel De Links— Why, a place where one can play “*T liked it first rate until I had one stolen; now I always carry a chain.” golf all the year round.” NO ONE WAITS FOR THE PRIZE. +] SHOULDN'T think,” ob- served the city friend who was spending the night with the Farfromtown family at their sub- urban home in the quiet village of Nextstation; “1 shouldn't think you'd find enough social amusements out here to keep you from becoming cynical, mor- bid, and at last possibly insane.” “Well, that’s where you're mistaken,” replied Mr. Farfrom- town, * When it comes to social amusements we don't take a back seat to New York herself, Why, we have one club in this place to which every man in the village belongs. It is the cheer- ful commuters’ club. ch member is compelled to pay into the treasury the sum of one dol- lar a week. The treasurer in- formed me last week that the fund on his hands now amount- ed to over four thousand dollars. 1 was delighted to learn that he * saith GREATER CATASTROPHE AVERTED, had so much.” Trowx—" Whoop! Wow, wow cl . . Cier—* You don’t seem much cut up over your loss. Uninsured, too, I understand,” “ But." inquired the. city Browx—"* Whoop! Why, man, my wife was just about to start_house-cleaning !" comicbooks.com