Judge — May 10, 1902 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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Greence—"1 suppose @ man who had no knowledge of French would have good deal of trouble to make himself understood in. Pari Gra. On the contrary. most peop! in Paris understand English much better | than they do their own language. | tried them in both; so I ought to know.” —Boston Transcript, i with some curiosity. THE CAREFUL by OOD-MORNING, | sir,” says the obviously refined gentleman at my door, doffing his high silk hat and extending his neatly gloved hand. “Good-morning,” I say, viewing him «There must be some mistake. We have not called for the undertaker. for am [ the undertaker,” he assures me. “1, sir, am the gentleman who is to convey your household goods to your new residence.” Tadmit him, and he calls to his assist- ant to come also. First. the assistant carefully backs an immense van to the edge of the sidewalk. The v and cushioned completely a n is padded to interior, and the wheels are fitted with enormous pneumatic tires, while the bed at rests on large, resilient of the vehicle J” says the leader of the duo “we will remove your piano.” Slowly and gently the hall and out the door. carry it to the They handle it as if it were made of gossamer. * Do you not intend to scratch it just Task answers the’ spokes: once across the front “No, indeed, sir,” man of the two. We forfeit one hun- dred dollars for every piano we scratch and two hundred for each one that is not in perfect tune when we deliver it «You don’t say!" [ exclaim. “Now, your large mirrors,” the principal moving man. sue: “Twould rather,” broke frame. and" “Break it? Why, sir, mirror. We forfeit every glass we fracture.” Here I sit down on the hall seat and fan myself. I advise him, + that with the chipped It is a very old one, any way you the one we never break a fifty dollars for D. MOVING MAN. Net, The two men return to the house anil begin taking the With det. ness and care they pull one tack at time. * Hold 1” “Are the carpet and rip the whole thing from the floor, leaving large holes to indicat where the tacks used to be Not we, sir,” teel tones. Wi cs for every rip I lean hard. carpets. Isay, standing amazed at this ow not going to grab one corner wf is the response, in gen- rd ten dollars dan- any carpet we lift inst the door and. breatic awa “Now we will wrap your cuty these down-lined nly individual, * But,” [meekly take the punch-how!, clothes,” observes the entlem, murmur, “will you not and the hammer smash the fruit-dishes It doesn’t seem or throw down the cellar stairs ? not to have something will repay you five times the cost f each cut-glass article we and” I fall heavily against the stonishment. Bang! Bang ! break,” dee clares the man, wall in any Ban Phump ! SEK T awaken and creep to the window Thump! ‘Thump! Br-r-r-r-d \ with a club in on the door large, square-built- man, his hand, is poundin, punching the bell alternately + What is it?” Lask. Are you de guy dat tuk irty-cight™ Vrow dis joint ope nul ts his yools ter t'ree hunnerd If cause I got six more guys ter move terday,” he shouts. And yet, when we had that farewell welsh rarebit last night, I said right then that I'd bet E would have some kind of a fierce dream. an’ Virty-t'ree street? If you are, den THE JUDGE KEPT HOUSE. By Alfred J. ‘OU are charged,” said the magistrate, “with being drunk and disorderly. What have you to say for yourself 2” The look of dejection upon the pris- oner’s countenance visibly deepened, but he answered nothing. «You were avenue, advancing down Fourth stepping high in order to get the You a high falsetto, over pavement, were an- nouncing which you fondly imagined tobe tenor, that you were not ‘go’ ho" till mor.” When you 1 if you were having a good Fiersh ! What have ur own behalf 2" At last the trembling prisoner spoke. + Judge,” he said, “are you a married man ? ho? were ask time you responded, + you to say in y Tam.” Waterhouse. * Keep house 2” “1 do.” “Judge, you can understand. M has commenced to~to clean house A wave of deep emotion swept across the mobile countenance of the magistrate before he spoke again. © Poor wretch !" he then said, #1 would help you if L could, and perchance I can You may go up for ten days.” Grateful tears flowed down the cheeks of the prisoner as he was led away “Saved !" he muttered. Saved ! by the time the ten days are up the house will be cleaned, the Maria never will miss me.” and in meantime His appeal had not been in vain; the judge also had lived and loved and sut fered, It was a dark night. “Petro,” whispered the beautiful girl with sunrise hair, “there is the man who has caused the crimson flush to tinge my cheeks.”” “What!” hissed Petro, his trusty blade. “Is he lover?” “No: my druggist. best rouge in town.” And only the whispering night breeze | disturbed the stillness —Chicago News. reaching for your—your He handles the He—" Why is it that it tak so long to get her hat on in the evenins” She—" Why is it that it is sometimes impossible for a man to get his hat o1 in the morning?""—Yonkers Statesman “What is your idea of a statesman’ A statesman,” said Farmer C tossel, “is an office-holder who can qu! thinkin’ about quail on toast once in @ while and remember the American | eagle." —IVashington Star. comicbooks.com