Judge — April 19, 1902 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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SUGAR FOR SUGAR. ROM Cuba's sugar-coated And bright tobacco land They shout, “Ob, quit your foolin’ An’ show us where No matter if their su- gar’s But poor stuff on the isle, ‘The sugar of the beet. men Is fifty times as vile, ALL OVER. HE young woman sat by the window looking out into the air dreamily, when her reverie was sturbed by an elderly woman coming in. “Oh,” cuse me. I didn’t know you were absorbed.” aid the visitor, ex. “Come in,” responded the dreamer, extending her hand. “1 am glad to see you." Secono-story Sa Miss Fiossie Foor jewels were stol sive? You look as if your best friend had The young woman drew her handkerc! TOO MANY EYES. Mrs. Beet—‘' Well, can you explain to me how you lost your fortune ?” Mr. For ‘o—"* Sure. | spent it all on spectacles."* SEASON i are vi cn, DEACON Drooters (bewildered )—"'* Delicious pig's head, five cents er pound: delicious ox-tail, five cents er pound.” But why are you'so pen: Guess I'll toss up dis cent toe see what it'll be—head or tals."" A DRAMATIC TRIUMPH. Miss Flossie Foorures—'t Now, don't you dare move!"” “Don't shoot, lady! You kin have yer di’ munds back.” s—"'Be still! {Snap.) Hooray!” Now | have photographic proof that my jen. The public can no longer doubt my press-agent.”” ied. f hastily across her eyes. “Ah,” she sighed, iP Mh SS «SOUP STOCK if jst DeLicious! A TOSS-UP FOR CHOICE. A LONG-FELT WANT. HAVE the horscless carr 1 We have the wireless message, worscless satu cless wine. Aly the gi ‘There's the coalless fire in the kitchen 1 But « ‘To give us the boneless shad ! make the housewife lad ; . for a brand-new geni OH, PSHAW! HE American stood near the imperial pal- ace in the streets of Teheran as the gor- geously-caparisoned cavalcade wound by “ Kneel, dog of an infidel !" cried a Persian policeman, raising his scimiter. “None are permitted to stand in the presence of the mighty ruler. With a smile of disdain the American surveyed the passing potentate. “Oh, shah !" he said. What is the matter ?” “Tom and I“. The older woma: dropped her hands in her lap in a helpless, despairing fashion. “Don’t tell me,” she interrupted, that you and Tom have quarreled ?” The girl sighed again. “The end has come,” she said, “to all our moonlight drives, to the tender whisperings beneath the magnolia-trees, to the boxes of caramels and the baskets of flowers, to the sweet noth- ings in the conservatory as the dancers whirl in the dall-room, to the verses he wrote me, to the rivalries and jealousies of sweetheart days, to the” y no more !" exclaimed the older woman, determined to set matters right. “ What have you 'twodone? Tell me everything.” ‘The yaung girl came over and laid her head on the older female's shoulder. “We were married this morning atten IN DANGER. o'clock,” she whispered. And the older woman's ET##t Mouse—"' Oh. dear, I'm so afraid! The woods are all full of pussy-willows and dog- hands fell helpless once more. violets.”* comicbooks.com