Judge — July 29, 1882 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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SONG OF THE ACE. Teawe from out the shiny pack, From passes and from rules To waltz long that little gaine “Mid endless cuts and shuttles And tirst I'm in a si of ebi then I dou With bat ap up the bets of deuces Tstraisghten out a bobt The dealer 1 Anil then ( Ty I Mush, three of a kind Until from Philip's ateeve 1 loop To help fill ap the shanty, For hands may come and hands say Bat still I scoop th So Highly Magnetic. “Dip you ever investigate this matter of psychology, major, or plang: iiysteries of occult science ly ‘The words were addressed to me by y Weaseley, who has just completed @ scic course at Columbia College. He intends to become an analytical chemist, but at present is working in a prize tea nl street. “Why, no,” have. “ Never had any curiosity to pe the secret labyrinths of the soul, or wrest from their moorings those mainsprings of human , When once discovered, reveal to us the hidden meaning ¢ nerically, li “Oh, no, no! T have not done that,” 1 re sponded, feebly, adding, however, by way of apology, that I knew the consequences. uld_be the consequence=/" in a very earnest tone. “T should think that ten years would he the proper caper—that is, if you threw yourself on the merey of the court.”” “Come, major, no levity. comprehend my meaning, do you not?” T had to confe vas “knocked out,” “How do you spend your evenings; what kind of books have youbeen reading? Nothing light or frivolous, I hope?” “No, Bease, not light, I assure you, All my evenings, with the exception of one, are given up to the study of history with a friend, George Tousey and 1 may be said to be work- ing our way down through the ages. A short time ago we were on Egypt, now we've goton Greece, and by November we hope to get into ‘Tarkey.” “Oh, major, that's well enough, but you onght to delve deeper—yes, deeper and yet deeper, and forever deeper into the latent mys: terics of our inner being, and solve those rid- dies that the questioning I is forever asking of itself 1 wondered sometimes whether Beaseley talked in that way to the people in Grand street who came to buy a pound of tea, with a piece of crockery thrown in. Of course J did not ask him, but my eyes deeply into the ut store, on ( said, “1 cannot say that J ion whic! what w Seriously, you rate into | ral, go- | | through the air, and bari | bark. | of gr THE JUDGE. would sometimes fill with tears at the thought that it might be so, “Will power ”—he continued—“‘the pow to compel a person to do just what you want him to? What would you say to an accom: plishment like that 7” “Why, I should say it was simply wonder- ful. Does any one possess it ?” “Yes, sir. “Who?” “1do. Yes, sir, 1 possess that power, and so could you possess it, if you gave up your nights to the study of science, and cultivated the magnetic power which is developed in « great all persons, Now ain what they eall hi izhly magnetic How did you yet so? “Why, born so, TVs a part of the man's being—his natur nw, take animals, as an illustration, 1 can hardly keep them from me, Dogs, for instance ; TP whistle just with the swift way onee, and they bound to me ness of a deer.” We were walking along on Fulton street, Lréoklyn, when this conversation occurred, I happened to see a dog slowly meandering down on the other side of the street. “There's a dog, Bease ; try him. like to see such a wonderful trated.” I should power illus. Beaseley whistled, but the dog paid no at- tention, He whistled again, but the quadruped mind. ed hin not. “He don’t hear me,” said Beascley, ‘Then he put his fingers to his lips and exe- | euted a perfect shrick. Phere hy cried Beaseley. Yes, yes, he did come, I shall never forget how he came—not bounding, but fairly flying gz at the top of his comes, He made an attack on Beaseley first, snap- ping at his faut calves, but sé asping his nasal protuberance. rushed to a barber singly desirous Beasele, pole and climbed up out f dange' Then the dog went for me. Fealled hin. “poor fellow,” which insinuation as to his pov: | erty seemed to rile him up all the more. He had torn off one of my coat-tails when I man- aged to scramble to the top of a pile of beer barrels that lay near the curbstone, where I was hailed by the passing crowd 4 King Gambrinus, When the dog had got tir barking at us we slipped ¢ Johnson street, finding r Fleming's. sort of down anny utiously age in T ** You see it was the noise of the ears that disturbed the dog.” Bea 1 could have magnetized him if it had been in an open field. But about the last Fourth of July, when we spent a few days in the country, we were go- ing through an open field when a bull made for us, We were scrambling over fences and jumping ditehes, with the bull apparently gainin when I said to Beaseley: “*Magnetize him, maynetize him!” But Beaseley only shook his bead and ran the faster, finally explaining that the trouble on us i having fun | an’ fill dem pe | was the bull hadu’t been given water eno to drink, or he could have magnetized him, “We must have the proper conditions,” he said, Soon after this my friend seemed to strike a terrible streak of bad luck, ‘The tea firm dis ed him’; his landlady gave him to quit, keeping his trunk for bal due; the girl eloped with young Bur Returning to his former home to expostulate with his landlady, he was met on the | his tailor, who demanded $19, while h tor, just descending a nei: a considerable he was engaged to eoise, a proofreader. by hboring stoop, suz- gested the prompt payment ofa bill rendered some months before ; and finally, in | ing around a corner to avoid a trusting shoe maker who was gaining on him, he stumbled | on a bit ¢* orange-peel, sprained his ankle, and was laid up fe ly two weeks, All these pleasing episodes happened in one day. *Tean't account for i I told him 1 tho embryonic source of his troubles. “For Heaven's sake, what is it, major 7” “1s becanse you're so highly ma " hasten- or ne: “he nt T could suggest the aid, Tue VETERAN, —She was walking up Fourth Avenue, and I could not stay the pitying tears that welled up in my eyes to think that one so old and fecble should be compelled, by eruel | fate, to wand | and vigorou r thus alone, with no young irm to lean upon as she journ ed down the last hill of life, The once raven tresses ar wint te shi whitened with the snows of many The once rounded form is shrunken low. The once—— But why does is the favorite Signorina Bouncini, ‘yebrows, terra cotta cheeks and cast-iron simile are nightly reflected on | the bald pates of the Old Guard in the front row. sh secunda MMVI SWEETNESS and Tight: I with—and a cigar. andy and water ‘Tne height of literary ne Shakespeare. Spouting enough, no mice are to be found in the Catskill Mountains. THE poorest of all poor relations: Telling a good story badly. comicbooks.com