Judge — March 3, 1906 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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Hank 's powerf'l strong on them sody-crackers, stranger. «Thar! he is a-gettin’ on ther hoss. Off he starts, stran- ger, with some cider fer you an’ me. Now he’s a-trottin’ up ther road at a nice, easy g Thar! he passes ther widow's house. Ol" Nell was a prize trotter once, stranger. She won a prize one year at ther county fair—yes, siree! Thar goes Hank by ther red barn, an’ now he’s ‘bout to ther ol’ THEIR OBJECT. oak, Thar! he’s a-turnin’ off Ih, the boys don't mind the cold nature. It's Yard. He never waits till he the cold cash they're after.’” puts ther hoss up, ‘cause he knows I want that cider mighty WILLING. quick. Hear—hear that footfall? He's here with ther cider, stranger. SSR." said the Git yer mouth ready fer cider!" grafter to the “Say, pop!" cried Hank, throwing open the door excitedly, cartoonist, ‘you + whar’s ol’ Nell’s saddle? I'm dinged blamed if I kin find it any- have perpetrated a whar ! reweine Laster, a, _ brazen insult in AN AUTO SCORCHER'S EPITAPH. caricaturing me as a hog. An ample apology is due.” ERE lies a scorcher who scorched “Very well, sir,” replied the courteous cartoonist. +I will write ‘Avevening: steee and weewi, an apology to the hog if you will give me its address.” Till he passed in his checks On a great pile of wrecks— ‘THE DISAPPOINTMENT OF SILAS. Now he'll get all he wants where he's gone. \\\ ANK,” said old Silas to his son, «hitch \y up ol’ Nell an’ git some cider.” . THE PROCEDURE. . Old Silas was entertaining a strane ** AND 0 you have three new little brothers?” asks the neighbor of ger from the city, and Silas's definition the little girl playing in the front yard, + Isn’t that nice ?” of hospitality was a large jug of store * Yes'm. + T must congratulate your papa. Where is he apple-juice. Hank was always alert for inane : ‘te ‘i ; : : “+ In the house, writing a Mr. velt. a trip after the old man’s favorite bev- es, WENENG 8 Ketter: to Mr. Roosevelt erage, so Ke picked up the jug and CONDITIONALLY. went out. +6]T IS more blessed to give than to receive,” if the gift isn’t antici- ++ Cider air sartainly fine," Silas re- marked to the stranger, ‘an’ purty nigh every night I send Hank arter some. Yes, siree; I likes ther stuff so much that Lallers foller Hank down to ther store an’ back ag'in, in my mind’s eye. I kin see him now. He's a-walkin’ down to ther barn, a-swingin’ ther jug at a great rate. Now he’s openin’ ther barn- door, an’I kin see him a-takin’ ther saddle off ther peg by ther winder. Thar! I kin jest hear him a-slappin’ ther saddle on ol’ Nell’s back. My boy knows a powerful lot ‘bout hosses, stran- ger. He kin ride any nag ‘round these parts. Now he's a-leadin’ her out o’ ther stall an’ un- lockin’ ther door. Gum! see him jump on ther ol hoss? I tell ye, cider makes ther mare go! Thar he goes, ridin’ out o' ther yard at a purty clip. Hemlock! but that lad o° mine kin ride! «Hank 's jest ‘bout passin’ Sim Bettle’s red barn, It’s jest down ther road a bit. Mebbe yer passed it on yer way up? Didn't take no pertickler notice, eh? Sim's got a fine herd o° cattle, he has. Wa-al, thar goes Hank now, passin’ ther widow High’s house. Yer seed it; sets back from ther road a piece. Thar! Hank's at ther store. See him a-gittin’ off with ther jug in his hand? He’s walkin’ up on ther porch now an’ sayin’ * Howdy ' to some o' ther boys. Hank 's mighty poplar, stranger. Thar! he puts ther jug on ther counter an‘ sez he wants some cider, Thomkins—that's ther store-feller—is a-gittin’ it now, Hear it a-runnin’ out o° ther barr'l! Ain't that moosic? Bing! Thar goes ther cork back in ther jug. Now Hank's a-tellin’ Thomkins ter Ae-qudgreceition charge it on ther bill. Hol’ on thar, Hank First cuest—" Maud says they have the cream of the town here to-night."” Keep yer pesky hand out o’ that cracker-barr'l! Seconp cuest—" And plenty of skimmed milk, too, | fancy.” comicbooks.com