Judge — May 13, 1882 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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SERVED HIM RIGHT. Tre thousands who have been insulted by the-brutes employed by the Union Ferry Com- pany on the Fulton strect line, will, no doubt, rejoice to know that one of the aforesaid brutes was recently knocked down in the cabin of a ferry boat of that line and beaten into a state of mildness. Tuat extraurdinary representative of snob politics, Perry Belmont, member of Congress from the fresh-water ponds of Long Island, distinguished himself the other day in the Shipherd investigation by undertaking to browbeat a full-grown man in the person of James G. Blaine, of Maine. The poet Fink- lestein probably expresses the sentiments of the masses when he says: “Hail, Perry Belmont, would-be statesman, hail! A pappy snapping at a tiger's tail.” Tue woods are apparently full of infernal machines, and the gentlemen who defeated the ends of justice in their own cases in other coun- tries, and who are now sojourning in this city, are evidently gathering them in. Our old friends, Wm. H. Vanderbilt, Cyrus W. Field, and Superintendent of Police Walling were se- lected last week as recipients of these slight testimonials, but they were fortunately spared tous, Cannot some humane society quietly strangle the socialists of this city, and let us have peace ? “¢Lapres' Day” ina public bar-room was the most recent fancy of the fanciful Edward S. Stokes, who several years ago removed James Fisk, Jr., from this earthly sphere. Mr. Stokes has fitted up in the Hoffman House, in this city, the costliest drinking establish- ment on the Western Hemisphere; and the walls are decorated with paintings that might bring a blush to the iron-clad cheeks of An- thony Comstock. Mr. Stokes invited his nu- merous “lady” admirers to visit this elegant resort a few days ago, the invitations reading that “gentlemen unaccompanied by ladics” would not be admitted. It is needless to add that the bar-room was thronged with ‘‘ladies,” and that Mr. Stokes was the lion of the day. Ir is to be hoped that the Assembly Commit- tee appointed to investigate the conduct of Jus- tice Theodoric R. Westbrook, of the Supreme Court, and ex-Attorney-General Hamilton Ward, will cease their attempts to browbeat editors and reporters, and settle down to the proper inquiries into the behavior of the two worthics whose attitude before the people at the present moment is far from being en- viable. WILL the prosecutors of criminals in the State of Connecticut ever become satisfied that men and women sometimes commit sui- cide or mect death through accidents? It seems not. THERE was a time when General Fitz John Porter had reason to be thankful that he was not hanged by order of the United States Government. At the present time, he and his friends find fault with the same Govern- ment because he is not restored to his rank in the army, and presented with thousands of dollars of ‘‘back pay.” Some men are never satisfied. Tue proprietors of the refreshment stands, the railroad ticket agents, baggage carriers, and money brokers in Castle Garden pay noth- ing to the Commissioners of Emigration for the privilege of transacting extensive and ex- ceedingly profitable business in that instit:- tion—at least, they are not credited on the books of that department with contributing anything towards its support. Will the more or less calm Commissioners explain the proper manner to approach them in order to obtain a lucrative foothold in that building, and re lieve the anxiety of inany politicians? Won't somebody tell us Judge Spier’s age? ‘That important question settled, we may know whether Judge Arnoux or that eminent law- yer and silver-tongued orator of the ‘good old days” of Tweed’s reign, Richard O'Gor- man, is entitled to fill the vacancy occasioned by the retirement of Judge Spier. The con- tested seat was good for only one year from the first of last January, and the battle for it is still raging. Four months have elapsed, and it is not to be wondered ‘at that Mr. O'Gorman is uneasy. Judge Arnoux holds the fort. Secretary of the Interior Teller has dis- tinguished himself for all time by appointing Dr. Mary Walker to a position in the Pen- sion Office, and thousands will bless his name. Tue Rev. Dr. Stephen H. Tyng, the younger, sent from Paris an Easter greeting to his old congregation in this city. The let- ter was read in the Church of the Holy Trinity last Sunday. It required twelve pages of paper for him to send sufficient words of cf- fection from his Parisian home. The reading was, however, dry and uninteresting, and onc newspaper reporter suggested to another that had the distinguished clergyman explained the real reasons for his absence from New York, the letter would have added consid- erably to the sensational literatare of the day. comicbooks.com