Judge — January 28, 1911 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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AR EXPRESSION ILLUSTRATED. IN WRONG.” showers dead ahead in our course.’ I take the good with the bad, like city eggs, and we sailed on into that warm spell, and day it was getting warmer and hotter; but Calcutta was where my papers was made out for, and there was where I was going. But every day the Sally Ann was melting smaller and small- | every er’ Jo- “never did beli nah swallowed the whale —Sim Perkins began. “And melting smaller and smaller,’’ continued Uncle Ashdod, ‘‘until I had to hang up a sign, ‘Stand- ing Room Only.’ When we sighted Calcutta the melt and the weight of the crew set the Sally Ann so low in the water that the water was up to our an- kles, and to them on shore it looked as if us sixty good sailors was sailing through the water with nothing to stand on. “Well, I dunno,’’ said Sim Perkins thoughtfully. febby Jonah did swallow the whale. Mebby he just’’— “We didn't touch the dock a minute too soon," said Uncle Ashdod. ‘*The minute we tied up, the last bit of ice dropped off the wire-net sail-cloth and the hose-mast curved gracefully down, and we all jumped for the dock, and up rose the Sally Ann, a big, glistening chunk of ice. In an hour all the icemen in Calcutta was on the dock, bidding big prices for the Sally Ann” —— “Sure, Jonah swallowed the whale!’’ said Sim Perkins positively. ‘I'll bet""—— “But I said no,"’ said Uncle Ashdod. “TI didn’t want to be left in foreign parts with no vessel, so I spoke a word to that efficient carpenter, and in half a day we had the Sally Ann in dry dock and all hands at work nailing boards out- side that chunk of ship-shaped ice as fast as we could. By night we had her all sided up and the deck on. ‘Now,’ I says, ‘I'll sell the ice!’ And I did. Them ice dealers bought it at high prices, and when we got the Sally Ann back in the water they unloaded the ice out of her, and there I had as good a boat as I'd started with, but shrunk— shrunk from a clipper-built ship to a small sloop.”” Mary’s Lamb Again. ARY had a little lamb; Its fleece she tried to dye. “The lamb must be in style,"’ she said, “Even as ewe and I." THE ULTIMATE CONSUMER. A Talented Girl. soy. my dear Mrs. Wiggins,” said the visitor, as they looked over the young art student's paintings, “Thad no idea your daughter was so talented! Some of these things are charming. What a quaint idea that is there—the kittens in the basket!’ “Kittens, Mrs. Hawkins?’’ said Mrs. Wiggins. ‘‘Those are not kittens—that is Amaranth's floral picture. Those are pansies !"’ prize UITE frequently there is something more thun pickles or preserves goes into the family jar. HER HEART'S DESIRE. “* T suppose, darling, when you are a young lady you will want to wear many fine things."” “No, mamma, when I grow up I only want a big hat.”” comicbooks.com