Judge — November 17, 1883 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. Executive Labors. Tricke up a paper, one evening last week: Some rich man had thrown it away And [took it home, with Bohemian cheek, “With what horror, ing fed, What failures, what mysteries of blood? Then in the line I read “The President dined with Flood? read up” on the news of the day Lthought, “is the world be Today, once a Tehane a species of luck, it up, to read todivert and amu me and iny tired brai nw] the paper L crunched For there at the top, in le Today with A. Belmont he lunch 18 too plain, and he lunched and lunched, Spring chicken « Tis ever thus. Mustard, fried oysters atoes and sharin le over the wires, with accents gla idiot has : which make me infe © The President lunched to: wor CHAPT | 1, Asp if came to pass in these days that | there dwelt in the camp a man who’ was a} king in his tribe. . Now this king had been a mighty man and pr soever sail wa Yea, even to the priests and rulers. nay; and if h he not powerful? 4. And he did rule over a great number of men of the tril ven of the Polititions and power was mighty, et this man did say unto himself, I trong that all the men of the tribe nd tremble at my word; so that ake a rest, and in no way will L in time gone by erful, and what- 1 making of the ehief | said nay, it was , it was yea—for was have I not said, Let this thing and and where will [ fine e may? Yet will I fter these me venture thi wy be some who son of youth, lack judgment, | And so, she king did lay himself down Y divers and cer- 8. Now it Happened thy tain of the men of the tribe who we mongst them: is oldy and ho doth and he is puffed up by his ud from his victories in the er than the kin 9. Lo, this « “ loose his griy own mightin time gone by— 10. While we Jom f learned ve fol- lowed the tric! kee of bur ki will use him in the like manner to the using of . r kingin the time 11. Lo, they did say unto the messengers and to his lieutenants, Yea, ys to all their savings, so that the king their master was satist 12. And the men of the tribes did mect for the choosing of the rul of the camps, and the king did say unto hii f, All Iwish. I e but to nod and all is done. Tam mighty; yet will I appear meek and lowly in spirit. 13, Now when these men of the bands did cast their votes for the choosing of the men, young men have A DISTIN HE POWER loand behold, the workings of the men was plain to be seen 14. For did they not ner of the king, make so the power of the kin young plit? and us wrested from that the mon t to have had were * left,” And so it eam many, who h ve of their men h and could get but six. 16. Then up rese the king in his wrath, and he did stamp his foot, and tear his hair, and did pray after the manner of the tribe, nd damyersole! why is this toy 1 thos Kd office, 17. Did [ not tell you to do thus and so? Why did ye not as [ said? Verily, Tsay unto i doing ye have weakened my pow- er in this my kingdom; 18. And in the time which draweth near, how am [ to rule the tribes and appoint men of my tribe to be bosses over the parties and ibes to the appointing of a man for the ru- ling over the kingdom of Unkulpsalm? 19, But the young men of the tribe, those that had followed in the footsteps of the king, did laugh loud and long, and did say: 20. Lo and behold, O king! ye taught us how to overcome thine enemies, and we were quick to learn. no office, but did say, bad for ve; 21, Do this or it will be UISHED CITIZEN EINE TH But as you would give to us | We, the young men, who are wise in| our generation, did say, We will use him as | y YORK TH and we will have onr own for of a truth it is ime we should have of the fat of the lan 1. Sothe king did go to his place, and did sit himself down and think, But he is t wiser man than before, and he will ery aloud forno more ‘harmony "—neither will he trust othe but will see to all things himself, B. T, he uses others, way, At the Dance. Like a beautiful queen on ber theron Crowned with her Her brilliant eve with splendor beamed, she seemed golden hair: And her fave was passi Her bust bad charmed a seulptor’s eye— i! that bewilderi lance ed on the n ‘ Jers pas In the maze of the festive d My sont was burning; Hant friend De appeal for me to the with passion T prayed Ne utiful maid ‘o dance in the next quadrille je smiled, and s “D Then thy aid (with a comical leer), whisper into my ear, wooden 0. JONES, In articulo mortis—in an obituary article, Hors de combat. war-horse, comicbooks.com