Judge, 1910-01-22 · page 12 of 16
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JUDGE A SLIGHT MISUNDERSTANDING. HEY were on their way home from church last Sunday evening. It was quite evident that he had something on his mind that he was nxious to get off it; and as for the ung woman, having noticed agerness to speak, and suspecting what was coming, her heart Th was palpitating with considerable viole were nearing her house when he at last summoned up his cours * he stammered, taking off his hat “ Mum-mum-mum-mauc and fanning himself as he spc I huh-huh-ha thing to a-a-ask you. It huh-has bub-bub-been on mum-mum-mum- my mum-mum-mind a-a-all dud-dud-d-d day." “Go on, Georg 1 softly, dri so that if he chose he might whisper it wit * Wow-will yuh-yuh-yuh-you bub-bub-b he began. ** Oh, Geory sus-sus-some- wing a little clo: vut her losing a work she murmur mum-mum-mum ""— the arm. * she gasped, taking him ti Wow Mum-mum-mum- t a mum-mum-mum-mir ow he protested. LABOR WORT ““Wow-what I wow-was ug going tut-tut-to a-a-a-ask yuh-yuh- you wow-was, wow-will yuh-you bub- bub-be mum “For rever!"" “ Fuf-fuf-forever wow-what, Mum- mum-maude?”” he asked, turning a sur- prised eye upon her. “Can't you guess?" she asked coyly, Yun-no, I kuk-kuk-can’t gug-gue: wow what yuh-yuh-youmum-mum-mean, he replied. ‘I wow-was gug-gug-going tut-to a-a-a-ask yuh-you if yuh-you wow- will bub-be mum-mum-much pup-pup-put out if I dud-dud-don't gug-gug-go into thuh-the huh-huh-house tut-to-night. 1 hub-huh-have a fuf-fuf-fuf-feeling thuth- that Lam kuk-kuk-coming dud-dud-down wow-witha-a-pup-pup-pen-dud-dud- sus-sus-sitis, and I thuth-think I'd bub- © bub-better su-sug-go huh-home as kuk- kuk-quickly as I kuk-kuk-can,"” F “You can go right off!" she ejacu- THE LAST WORD lated, releasing his arm and making a Victim—"* [at least have the satisf rush for her own front door, “1 think in up-to-dawe conveyance f it's a pity you ¢: und at all And she slammed the door in his astonished face. “1 wouldn't have him if he had ten million dollars for ble he puts into every she muttered to herself vindictively as, an hour later, into the mirror before r tiring for the night. Verily, women do change their minds with astonishing celerity! maude, OF ITS HIR. Wot 's de matter—are youse stuck on her, I look like a softy? She's payin’ g her ‘round in dis t'ing, um-mum-mum ""— r, George!’ she whispered. “BIG, BIGGER, BIGGEST." By FREDERICK MONON. (Out of that classic list, sy ho 's Who,” are hereby rec- ommr d (Our curious 8 to paci To further s ) rt and classify Those names for public fame intended. We would suggest the book consist (To save the time of a reviewer) ions thr stone Of plain * then fol- don e to show “* Who's Whoer.”” Then let the careful annalist (For here his pages will be fewest) 3 of his volume close ‘ing us the names of those who might be classed ** Who ’s Whoest.”” us ction of hav- funeral. MORE THAN EQUAL. Lady—*1 hope you feel equal to a good day's work now that I have hired you."” Servant ne a Shure, mum, I'm equal to it, an’ then ag’in I'm more’n equal to it. I'm above it!" ve A FLYING TRIP. A’ AGILE young flea from Milan Once went to the Alps with a man; But finding the air Disagreed with him there, He returned on a young lady's fan. she loc LOVE—ITS WAY 66 T)O you think love goes where it ‘s sent 2"" if properly ex- THE TRUTHFUL PR A® OBITUARY notice in a New York newspaper refers to a deceased member of ( presse¢ tham's ‘smart set" as having % ns ; “ gone to a happier home." This aa THE! BETTER MODE, seers to be an unnecessary ex- coy HOW to keep a birthday— posure of family affairs. Fan > : FO sge keep it to yourself. ONMT pespcas to aigiet a T IS impossible to criticise . REGRETS: dialect stories, because a cerita Rah Ea oat they are the best when they Great swriter—* Had you studied, you would have regrets by the score."* are worst. till you have kept tally on one spring-hat ly to become a at writer is my sea full tric neve It bi nesse weak great reas founc asta oo fast