Judge — November 5, 1904 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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A THOUGHT. DICKY was in pensive mood. «It's really dreadful,” he reflected, ‘to gaze into the faces of your friends and re- member that they all must die." He sigh- ed. A moment later he arose and rushed to a mirror, He looked long and earnestly. Bah Jove!" he said, WILL GET HIS WISH. 66NO,” said N the bil- lionaire, with deep conviction in his voice ; “1 would consider myself in error indeed should I die while have even a tenth of the wealth I now possess. It is my wish to die compara- tively poor.” “Oh, you dear old papa!" exclaimed his fair and only daugh- ter as she embraced him. “The duke proposed last night and I accepted him, Isn't that just your luck 2" Rose Slagt. JUDGE'S FAVORITES. ROSE STAML IN ‘THE CHORUS LaDy.” With vim and dash You wing and flash And fill all souls with levity. Your fun, methinks, Fits care’s dull chinks And quite promotes longevity. You are, don't fret, A whole sextette Of fun-bound femininity; ‘And that is why The flowers fly Around in your vicinity. A HIATUS IN THE AMENITIES. Uncle Josh (alter seeing urban guest take the train)—“ Thet feller may know a heap about city ettyket, but he wouldn't pass fer no Chestyfield in ¢hese parts.” Uncle "Lish—“ Wouldn't, he} Uncle Josh— No, sir. W'y, he stayed weth me three days an’ never once proposed t’ go out an’ look at my hawgs.” UDGING from the number of times General Kuropatkin has changed his base of late it begins to look very much like a home run. . ae = oom. yt tidy: ou," oil ote peat yall Mey, mee ‘ail A CONSISTENT HARANGUE. There seems to be a powerful resemblance betwixt you and I about the face and ea ‘The sack-raseit—"' Yes; and a more powerful one fs that with us both our force lies in our hind legs. owt, THE JACK-MULE: ANENT THEIR RFSPECTIVE SISTERS. My sister sings ‘Il Trovatore’ in five sharps."" “Mine sang it in six flats, but they made her move out of every one of them." ESOPUS FABLES. THE PABLE OF THE LOST DONKEY AND THE SILENT OWL. A WISE-LOOKING owl that had become accustomed to a roost on the edge of the Catskills, by the banks of a historic river, was ap- proached by a lost donkey, who implored him to show him the way out of the woods. “Your appearance is so studious,” said the donkey, “that you must have oodles of wisdom on the top shelf. The owl, flattered, hopped about solemnly, but said nothing. “You are so silent,” said the donkey, “that I am quite sure that when you do uncork the pho- nograph wisdom will drop forth from your mouth in large quantities.” This was such a strong jolly that it unsettled the owl and he opened up and said “Whoo” eight times, and nothing else. Whereupon the donkey fell upon his left ear in the dust and brayed dolorous- ly, saying that even while he had found an owl he was still lost. Moral—Silence sometimes hides emptiness. ANXIOUS. 66] HEAR that your wife has run away from you.” “Yes, I've offered a re- ward for her capture, dead or * How much ?” “Ten dollars alive anda thousand dollars dead.” comicbooks.com