Life, 1894-12-27 · page 38 of 53
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22 -LIFE: noise might awaken the harem and thereby subject him to thirty or forty curtain lectures, delivered in unison, “How much?” asked Mustapha, as they alighted. “ Ten shekels,” replied the driver. “Now, by all the old slippers of Mohammed,” said the Cadi," you are a liar and the offspring of liars. Know you not that the legal fare is only two shekels and alf ? “Naw, I don’t; an’ if you don’t make good I'll call de cop. See?” “What means the son of Shitan, Mustapha? "asked the Cadi. “He means that you're not a Tammany judge, your highness.” * Wallah—that is true. What shall we do? Just then a policeman came along and asked the driver what was the matter Dese ducks was tryin’ to do me, dat’s all.” When the Cadi and Mustapha attempted to tell their story the policeman gave each of them two or three blows with his club and told them to pay the man what they owed him. * Kismet,” murmured the Cadi, and produced the required ten shekels. ~ Now, get off the block,” said the policeman, as he gave them each a farewell tap with his club. As they turned the corner they saw the cabman and the policeman dividing money between them. “ Mustapha,” said the Cadi, as they entered the gateway. * Yes, your sublime wiseness.” said Mustapha * By the mother-in-law of the Prophet, but these Giaours are great people.” * They are, your highness * Mark, now, what I say. ‘To-morrow cause inquiry to be how one may become a policeman of the Giaours Allah kebur—God is great—Mohammed is his Prophet, and Lam a chrysanthemum among Cadis ; but | want to become 1 policeman.” QUITE RIGHT. Vice NCE COMMITTEE (aé the door): Throw up yer hands, Ike! We are goin’ to lynch you for hoss stealin’ ALKALI IKE (leaping out of the back window): Vibe hanged if you do WHAT HE THOUGHT ABOUT IT. SHE: I'm sorry | married you He: You ought to be. You cut some nice girl out of a mighty good husband “WHAT A HOW-AWINLE, BEASTLY BO-aIl, DON'T VE KNOW.” comicbooks.com