Life — June 7, 1883 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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276 PERSONAL, |OCRATIC PARTY: I AM TWICE AS YOUNG AS I WAS wenty years ago, Have you forsaken me? All will be forgiven, P.S. —T have opened another bar i LAINE, MAINE: AM LONELY WITHOUT YOU. COME BACK to your own true heart-broken, RUTHY B, “A NICE L'TTLE OBEDIENT BOY FOR ADOPTION BY A KIND- A “carted party. I will vouch for this. Tam the boy. Address Manowe, this office. ILL ANY BENEVOLENT PERSON GIVE MEA MILLION dollars? Thaven’t bad such a thing for a month, U. 8. G , this office. E DEVEREAUX. IT WORKED SPLENDIDLY LAST TIME. her row over the same question. M.D NFIELD S. H.—SORRY, BUT CAN'T, AM PLEDG ‘See you much iater. GEOVER CAN'T YOU COME OVER FOR 4 DAY OR TWO ‘and show me how to run this thing ? BENJAMIN B. LOST AND FOUND. OST.ABOUT A WEEK AGO, A SMALL BRINDLE PUPPY with a gold collar on its neck. Answers to the name of * Freddie.”” $ro reward and no questions asked. Lacy, this office. ZOUND.—AMONG MY PRIVATE EFFECTS, ONE () SMALL Southern silver spoon. Looks as though somebody might have stolen it years ago. Owner may have it by proving property and paying for this Advertisement, Benjamin B., thi HE man who came to his census is believed to have been a deputy marshal. A RESIDENT of Perry county, Ga., has just married his uncle's widow, aged 74. He evidently wanted a wife of the good old sort. SCENES OF WHEEL AND WHOA.—The Coaching Club parade and the Wheelmen’s assembly. Rev. Dr. Longpray: Wat, sik! FURNISH YOU WITH A COPY OF MY SERMON TO PUBLISH IN THE Faro Ga- zettE? No sir! I sHOULD NOT LIKE TO It IN YOUR PAPER, AMENDED Proverv.—Fine birds make fine feathers, ®¢Porter: Now DONCHER CHEW SOAP FOR NOTHIN’, CULLY! We'LL FIX IT UP SOZE YER WON'T KNOW IT YERS SELF EVIDENT FACT.—If a servant wants to keep his place,the best way to do it is by keeping his peace. Up in cultured and modest Boston they do not call the g-rt-r snake by its familiar name, but blush whisper “the limb-encircler ophidian. THE FIRST HOG. Ovr esteemed contemporary, the New York World, has inad- vertently raised a storm of indignation and misunderstanding all over the country by an unfortunately obscure paragraph which- appeared in its columns on the 2gth ult., to this effect: * The first hog crossed the Brooklyn Bridge yesterday.” following are ex- tracts from a few of the indignant letters we have received. “* Never was on the structure in my life."—CarTER H, H-RR-S-N. “The World must be made to retract that statement. It might injure me at Saratoga."—HeNRY H-Lt-x. “Ttisalie! Tcan prove an a/i6i."—BENjaMIN B-TL-R, “Twas certainly there, but not on the day the World mentions."— Joun K-tty. “ Have I an enemy on the World's staff ?"—Cyrus F-Lp. “It being a matter of history, I suppose I must resign myself to the publicity."—-Roscor: C-NKU-NG. Contradict it, please. I was in Paris buying pictures on that day.” Mr. Cyrus Van Rensselaer Coddle, Senora Wasn't burdened with much in his noddle; “ T went across on the agth."—Jay G-Lp. When a girl on the Nile “What if I did! There's no use making a fuss about it."—Secor Fell in love with his style, eine British loi, begorra !_ Oi wint over the Bridge Chews- He thought it was high time to toddle. day a week Ggo."—0' DONOVAN R-ssa. . i ™ comicbooks.com