Judge — May 27, 1905 — page 3: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

IFE has a way of — ing-place piecing outa crude — without him touch of humor or — never spe: pathos beyond the home, Thi pove ori itat alittle tate, in mere tu est outline, as it was though The told to me dhe one n tion One morn tle ing, some ten years he openly accused his neighbor of poise ared-headed boy was on th his way to school through a wheat ho Iwas toward the middle of Je the wheat that shortly the same pa heat. She was. freckle-taced, sl awkward and bashtul, He loved the girl, but could not for worlds have told her so, He lay Phe red-h down in the wheat and waited. ‘The girl presently came tripping union cause along, her white frock shimmering in the sun, ilies haut be her lace heart. Her and her hair fell about her shoulders, ‘The despoiled, boy had not the cour: DE WHIP. PU'-WILL. inn dle yh Je ene wind eles Bas ce sone? Bee ashashin’ 1" Ob dat ole: had Whi Maresh, tare peputesill, w hippo make Dos? tke te chances wif dat ene Is shake Now, Mistaly Frege bee s his whistle Wher yet heal dat Whip) He make Doosan? take Sieh, ale w ill, whip-pu’ewill nix Lances wif dat h Cam sway bene, cate BLESSINGS OF SPEECH, THE victim of the sutomol He was j secident was plainly dvi 1 deliveri sgt touching spe wite and children when he caught sight of t had runt wn. A volley of choice expressions sarose: trom the dying man’s ips, This apparently relieved him greatly, for he got up and calked home: WHAT PAPA SAID. Teacher Now, Joluny, how do you pronounce the word * yore Johnny —" | dunno.” Teacher (patiently) What was it that your father sad betore you ate breakfast this mornin Johnny S were darned rote + Pop said that the own now and which he had been idly plaiting to; then, using its he sat in the wheat materials in the girl's hair old ways, and — heels. ‘The boy rose Crowning all with aback one angry glans k to him again, 1 families of the: rtto rival bors and friends, but so Here is father lost a pet shephe salt-licks. ML inthe accusation that th and barn; then the pet do, The boy knew upto malice, and this in turn brod Ther way along bitter retort wn with the intention of pic spirited, He was rel This a feud was on andr zen steps from the path — of the south, to rise from dis hid- brother, and Ins fathe TALE OF A BURDOCK BURR—A ROMANCE OF THE nor could he bear to have her go on ly, to gett ce ofits tention, he threw a little knot of burdock burrs The burrs landed fall in med and took to her Si declared sl ed and fled for two were neigh afterward the boy's and later it out that the girl's father had shot he explained that it was by mistake pt the yirl’s father’s barn burned down. And a yesr later the boy's hath ok sick with a malady of some kind, boy's father had tired his th was cl burrs were aded boy followed the fortunes ye girl's family espoused the When the war ended both fim. alight with the gladness in her lithe where the two armies rolled back and forth phnet was swinging, inher hand — like the waters on a shoal and both ti had came home crippled tor arms, CIVIL WAR AND AFTER. life. The girl’s father and a brother had died on historic battle-fie! the remnants of the far than be and her mother, moved away to the north « The girl, with an older brother were heard of no more. In a certain little few y cated on 1 the simplicity of the surround touch of personal grief telt by neariy every adult in the heen asked to take part in th girl of twenty, who had come from her colle to spend the week with a chiam who lived in preacher was the son of the girl who tripped there by the the daughter of the confederate son, to stand as silent tokens of at wor ever healed, and the hey were married of that red-h k burrs in the the path that in vill awa y 0,4 Soldiers’ monument was de: oration day © event, made tender throng. Among ‘The orator of th pre: uate Voday, in a lint ther girl will tre between es was mor w England town, nl beautiful by Heiss was a e day was a bul arby city, Th cr met. ‘Two years biter The girl was the daujgh J hoy who threw the bur wheattield, The 1 got the burrs southern c ng plots, are the und the reekletaced irl whle shafts have been placed wn of the unionist mother and love hin > biter imposing. ad the me ves of that y forgot, the deep made by the awiul years of war for comicbooks.com