Judge — December 28, 1901 — page 40: what you’re looking at

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BENEATH THE MISTLETOE. KISSED her on her dainty lips ; "Twas very wrong, T know But then, why did she tempt me thus Beneath the mistle- toe? Her pouting lips I kissed ‘once more ; "Twas wrong again, T know— But she forgave me then and there Beneath the mistle- toe! wut & crutay, LUCKY MAN. Bobby—«Pa, where did Santa Claus get his reindeer” Pa—“Atia Ghristmas raffle, 1 suppose.” THE ATTRAC. TION. Mrs. Cobwigger —"I wonder why sealskin has gone out of fashion ?” Cobwigger— “You women have found there are other furs that cost more.” Harold was the best-dressed young man in the neighborhood. People called him ‘' the fashlon plate,” and ‘he wan proud of the title. VERYTHING is lovely and the mistletoe hangs high. A PERENNIAL MYSTERY. Cobwigger—« Well, what is it now ?” Freddie—" Why does Santa Claus always bring me the things you say are good for me, and not the things I ask him for? Doesn't he pay any attention to the letters I write him?” IN THE STEAM-HEATED FLAT. He—"1 think I'll send the janitor a Christmas present.” She—" Indeed? What do you think of sending ?” He—" A thermometer. He doesn’t seem to realize how cold it is in this flat.” HIS {s the end, and let us'say It ends full well that ends this way, Because the Stanlaw's girl, a-beam, Is now the end of each man’s dream. She also {s this book's bright end, Whose song and wit with fancy blend. COPYRIGHT 1901 BY JUDGE COMPANY OF KEW YORK. A NOBLE SENTI- MENT. “ss l WISH I was San- ta Claus,” said Peterby. “Well, that’s a noble desire, certain- ly,” said his aunt. “Yes,” replied Peterby; “Santa Claus never loses his job.” APPROPRIATE. Ted— Why did you give Dolly an um- brella and a pair ot rubbers for Christ- mas?” Ned — Because she hung up one of her rainy-day stock- ings.” MANY LIKE HIM, Giles —* Gifts will never win a girl's love. You make her a handsome present for Christmas, and you have nothing to show for Merritt—" But I have. Here's the tick- et for my watch.” Imagine Harold's sorrow when he felt in duty bound to wear the following Christmas presents while his folks were spending the olidays with him: A hand-embroldered necktie from his sister Hattie; a horse- shoe scarf-pin from his ‘* sporty" brother : a pair of slippers, each almost large enough to put both feet in and hand-deco- rated, from a cousin. living in Chicago: @ smoking-jacket several sizes too small from his aunt Julia, who remembered him as a small boy, and'a pair of bright-green wristlets from his dear old grandmother. AN EDUCATION- AL ITEM. THE pigskin is often a bright light on the road that leads to the sheepskin. A NATURAL MISTAKE. Crawford—" Do you know what your wife bought for herself for Christmas ?" Crabshaw-—" No. 1 saw it, but I couldn't make out whether it was a lamp-shade or a picture-hat.” LONG-HEADED. The rubber-man—"The living skeleton borrowed my clothes- stretcher to-day.” The Albino—'\ heard that he was going to prepare his stocking for hanging up.” | The one who seeks the last page first For all the rest will surely thirst, And read them through and never budge, But cheer loud for the Christmas Jupce And this Stanlaw’s divinity, ‘That shapes its end so dainti-lee. ‘Sackett Wideims Litho B Pig Co Rew York comicbooks.com