Judge — June 8, 1907 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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~ awe SY (A ~< co VJ JUDGE'S FAVORITES. LILLIAN LEE, PLAYING WITH THE WEBER COMPANY. Your play ‘s a dream, and yet ‘tis true We're all awake while you're in view. And still, so witching your play seems, We leave it as we leave our dreams. +» Why do you leave this town ?" asked the stranger who had overheard ‘THE LESSON OF A DISTIN- GUISHED EXAMPLE, HE FINDS the opportunity So good a one he can't resist, And so he tells a pretty girl She is irst he ever kissed. She loks uarely in the eye And says to him, «Kind sir, you lie!" He hies him off to whip the stre And gets a trout of wondrous Whereat he seeks his bosom-friends And unto them describes his pri They look at him with shrog and Ejaculating, “What a lie The cares of business keep him late With dusty file and musty tome, And midnight stars begin to pale Before he turns his footsteps home. He tells his wife what made time fl She firmly says, “John Jones, you lie And even when the luckless wight Is done with the affairs of earth, How do they set his praises forth— How do they estimate his worth? When he has mounted to the skies They write upon his tomb, ** Here lies MCLANDEUKGH WILSON. WHY HE MOVED AWAY. HE impatient citizen was busy superintending the transfer of his household lares and the other things to a large van that stood in front of his residence. “Pidin “Naw! THOSE FOOLISH QUESTIONS. . sonny?” I'm waitin’ fer de water ter freeze, so | kin go skatin’ the householder ordering the moving-van man to “hurry, or you'll miss that trail *Good-enough reason,” said the house- holder laconically. “Neighbors unpleasant?” persisted the stranger. ++ Nobody ever saw better neighbors.” + Climate unhealthy ?” +My family. is enjoying less bad health here than a + Poor schools ++ Best system imaginable.” ++ Noisy 2?" «Perfectly satisfactory in that line.” + Too quiet? “Always something doing if one cares to go to it.” +s Maybe they're too goody-good for you «« Nothing of that sort. ywhere else we have ever lived.” THE CONTAGIOUS SPORT. “My! but how is it that you are using such bad language this morning “Thad a couple of golf-balls for breakfast.”* Usual number of church scandals.” “+ Politics, maybe, too strongly intrenched in the opposition’s way of thinking ?" + My party is always in power—nomination equivalent to election all over the county.” Yb Poe THE VISIBLE PROOF. “Do you call these prize cattle? Them ain't the ralse. My father raised the biggest calf kind our fol in the count * There ts no doubt about it, young man." “ Ah—I see. You're just out of employment here, and “—— ‘Nah! Leaving the best job I ever had, in my business. “Then what in Sam Hill are you tearing out from this dump and so vigorously cursing it for?” ++ Well, you see, I take a good many papers and magazines, and carry on quite an extensive corre- spondence with former schoolmates, relatives, ete. I am one of those people who haunt the post-office, and there is no carrier service here. 1 find that there is a train into this place every fifteen minutes, and the post-office is closed twenty minutes after each train, So there is no chance ever to'get any mail.” + Did you get my shoes half-soled, as I told you 2?” Wifey —« Yes, dear: I sold one for twenty cents. Here's the other.” THEY MOVED DOWN TO BOSTON. MB: 2. G. Wells and other grown-ups have ad their merry gibes at Boston, but here is a little miss whose unconscious irony puts their best efforts to shame. + Why,” asked Dorothy the other night on going to bed; ** why can’t we see the fairies ?” ++ Because they do not live in the fields and woods here any more,” replied her nurse. + Where are they, then—in heaven «+ Perhaps so.” “Oh, I know,” said Dorothy, after a mo- ment of silent thought. «The angels got tired of their old mansions in the skies, so they let the fairies have them and moved to Boston.” worse. Re- member, the home team's going to play in town for a month now comicbooks.com