Judge — May 21, 1904 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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THE MOVING COM- PLAINT. LEY took her tua specialist To diagnose her case, For something like a mental ntific chats. ys, saw it plain, diagrams of forty flats Imprinted on her braiv HIS LAST WORDS. HE murderer was about to be executed, and he was asked if he had any- thing that he wanted to say. His answer was in the af- firmative, and he spoke as follows : “1 know that it is the custom at a time like this for the THE EXCELSIOR BRAND. A“ four-in-hand neck-tie” that is all the go with horsemen in the west. condemned to protest that he is innocent of the crime of which he has been declared guilty. [ do not propose to make any such protest, and could not if I would, as you all know that I killed the man. Even my able lawyers were not able to deny that. You all, I have no doubt, know the circum- stances—that the night before the killing I had a quarrel with the man I killed the following day. I did not kill, him then, as I might have done, but the next morning I waylaid him and committed the crime for which I am about to pay the penalty, The verdict, you know, was murder in the first degree, as the time intervening between the quar- rel and the killing was sufficient to let the state prove that there was pre- meditation, Now, had 1 killed the man during our quarrel of the night before it would have been apparently done without premedi- tation, and instead of standing here to-day I should be serving a life-sen- tence in the state- prison, with a chance of getting out, as the verdict man Frieno. the boys kin git on. twuz my chance ter wor Ha, ha, haw! Hey, Bill, it's your house thet’s “Sh! It’s nothin’ but a smudge 3. PLAYING WITH FIRE. Ae Se ob re | built in an old fron pot in my attic. My wife bein’ away a little joke on our new fire-company an’ let us sce what sort of a move eee, Frieno—"' I say, Bill, the fire-company boys seem ter git on a move thet's about equal to a fire, eh?"” would have undoubtedly been murder in the second degree. In view of these facts there is one thing that I want to say in closing, and that is in the way of advice. Never put off until to-mor- row what you can do to- day." wary irvine HoRToS. ESSAY ON MAN. EN years old. a happy child ; One-and-twenty, vote age ; ys philosophic, mild ; eventy, aneedotage. IN STYLE. SEYOUR lawn-hose leaks badly,” says the neighbor, leaning over the fence and noticing how the water sprays out of tiny holes about every three inches in the rubber tube. Yes,” says the man, dodging a fresh outburst of dampness; “but my wife thinks this is what we ought to have. “That's funny, Tolerably fun- ny. But she has been reading in the Ladies’ Own Journal that open- work lawn - hose are absolutely de rigueur.” REALLY VALU- ABLE, 66 RUT, my dear, B I don’t un- derstand!" ex- claimed Mrs, Gad- about. “You got so many lovely things at the auc- tion, and yet you say you think that cheap little kitch- en-chair the great- est bargain.” Yes,” replied Mrs. Truthly; « that was the only thing that I really needed.” A GENIUS. Crabshaw— “He has the in- ventive faculty very highly devel- oped.” Crawford — “What has he in- vented Crabshax “Nothing, so far as I know. But when his wife goes out he can think of things to keep the baby amused by the hour.” comicbooks.com