Judge — April 10, 1909 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE YARNS OF CAPTAIN FIBB. swordfish comes alony: ple commotion, and 1 a finish between Jist then a and then there waz at knows it wuz a fight t vem !— Well, me “lads, I drops inter his maw all right, and no mistake; and he swallers me with one gulp, and it wuz good-by fer me fer fair !— ” in the Indian e and fell over- h his jaws wide Oncet when we w 1 slips ind right un WELCOME BacK Toure! ed ter the surface on his hack, 6. they puts off a boat and saves n't it feel good ter crawl out and me! me from the yardar fit a breath o fresh air ajin, And there wuz the closest call I ever had—jiat like bein” raised the ship in the offin’, so I yells fer help !— from the dead !"* 4, —— ‘The next minit the swordfish gits der the shark and rips him from. stem ter ste and the fierce man-eater gives up the ghost t AN AGRICULTURAL NOTE. NURSERY RHYMES TO DATE. Village parson—** 1 sent my sermon, on ‘ Feeding | J ITTLE Miss Muffét, one day in a the Lambs in God’s Pastures,’ to our village paper.”” buffét, F , Friend—* Was it published?” Was wondering how she could pay; “t something for your money. : . When a big man espied he Village parson—‘ Yes; under the heading, And aat down beside fy CURIOSITIES. “Some Hints on Feeding Lambs,’ in the agricultural | And frightened Miss Muffét—to stay. “Well, now, Jud- department.’* ~ son, y "n totown. What was the most wonderful sight yeou saw Mr. Hayrake —** Mounted police, “GET YOUR MONEY'S WORTH.” With a dispositi or this year’s hats are large and you SISTER'S TRICK. RUT IT ALL. CAME OUT RIGHT. How a sister played a trick that brought rosy health to a coffee fiend is an interesting tale “Twas a coffee fiend—a trembling, nervous, physical wreck—yet clinging, | to the poison that stele away my strength. I mocked at Postum and would have none of it. “One day my sister substituted a cup of piping hot Postum for my morning cup of coffee, but did not tell me what it was. I noticed the richness of :t and remarked that the coffee tasted fine, but my sister did not tell me I was drinking ,; Postum, for fear I might not take any more She kept the secret and kept giving me Postum instead of coffee, until I grew stronger, more tireless, got a bet- ter color in my sallow cheeks and a clear- ness to my eyes; then she told me of the health-giving, nerve-strengthening life- saver she had given me in place of my morning coffee. From that time I be- came a disciple of Postum, and no words can do justice in telling the good this ereal drink did me. I will not try to THE PROPER CAPER. | SOYVHY, WEAR your trousers at half-mast mo ‘This Enster day?” asked I of Brown, “ Aw—that’s all wight, me boy,’ said he; “It's waining, y’know, in Lunnon town."* Man Mrs, Hayrake—“' Mounted police! Do tell! And were they mounted and stuffed just like the birds we have in the n the parlor HAVE never seen a society woman who didn’t talk as though she had a cold in her head. glass case “THE MAIN HOPE in stopping the advance of bald- ess," says an_eminent physician, the direction of improv eral health and_ vigor, while at the same time keeping the scalp and hair ina clean, antiseptic, well - ventilated condition.” For accomplishing these last essentials IN THE PREVENTION OF PREMATURE BALDNESS no procedure is so uniformly gratify- yr and successtul, or 40. closely meets the teachings of modern hy- 1¢, a8 systematic shampooing with PACKER’S TAR SOAP indication of the healthful be ich follow the use of this pure, bland, and mildly antiseptic soap is found in its universal employ- ment. Our booklet of formation,“ How to " . The Packer Mf. Co., Suite87N, No Al Fulton Sty New Vork, N.Y. THAT BOY AGAIN Mrs Koardem—"1 ordered lamb and you sent me mutton.” Eutcher—* Ve was lamb when it left here, mum: for only after having used it can one be convinced of its merits." Ten days’ trial shows Postum’s power to rebuild what coffee has destroyed, “There's a Reason."* Look in packages for the famous little book, ‘ The Road to Wellville."” F read the above letter? Ane, ore ra trom time totime. They are gen- jt. comicbooks.com