Judge — February 9, 1884 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. gagement. conspicuously absent —the ap- | Taking Down the Old Church Bell. planse. Cold and careless the 1 andi- ence sat, while the Langtry raved and wept, | AAEM IS ACER CH or flirted and posed through her lines. | squat chur hecthromeh 1 These people had not come here to be en- | Tiroven the rained church's steeple—through the timbers rudely al cavenward reared — They | Saw Lint ng of curiosity, blue sky, And I knew tower on hi tranced, and, sooth to say, the actress did not try to distress them or flurry them out of the calm of their quiet repe came simply to gratify a fe strong in some, languid in « ao But Oxia Jd temple could no | s audience eribed | M 0 claimed another trophy, from the old and Trade must I whole world be w ing in every member of those lary to see a woman to whom rumor had the favors of a prince with being one of London's famous | And it is just here that Mrs, Ls ree sieve slope ue TaUhge power lies—the power whieh fills a house ig pledeund spite with dollars, where more meritorions effort | Ait their ol would starve: the power whieh makes her, Ww in spite of and who was ¢ his mart or trattic, though the aauties, Andt ng before al ionk ueting and the Now had fallen reef and cornice, and like rit mechanical aniteil the be stars in the theatrical Insi- | Peered the by ness tod, laths stures of a marionette -payin, and broken stei ruthless werk completin f exly earthworms ty So it is on all hands admitted that itis) 4m. the the renown of her beauty, and notof her tals Sell ents, which enables Mrs, Langtry to dust large audiences, and to hold them in seats throughout four acts of the pruri tis ef ten — Thad seen the ride pine coflins, handled with irrev suggestiveness and overt nastiness of one of the filthiest plays that ever en the pen of a I Borne away in jolti yards place We say ad- | Not a mourner left to follow, of the crowd who renown of her beauty, r it « ance to assnre th und in faroft ated from mat nd not To their not requir tator th teps sad and stow may meet prettier women by the score any | Upward to the swift destruction sully looked fine afternocn on Broadway or Fifth Ave- passing crow nue, Such charms as Mrs. Langtry pos: | Silly downward from the eavens reverent exes saw faces bowed sesses have been well a verti her beauty has been made n |. that is all; And the hearts t time and sorrow had net ren nd cole dered stern sheand her managers ire aping the profits, What a strange mode of livlihood, afte all, is that of the professional beauty. ‘The stock in’ trade is few charms of face and the mind), a prince, or hi background, and 2 talked thre ‘Then you advertise liberally: have for anything; submit yourself fear- to the interviewer; have no secrets | From its fastenin its weight In the days when Jrieved that in the New's young footsteps perished all that decked the Old. Then at noon, when in the bi crowded day, re (no matter about | All the softer thoughts of morning with its of the hurric mple cnough— ivalent, in the haut rolled away— sh has | From the wree land mangled steeple came a faint and broken toll Such as Sorrow's trembli when passed a soul ht have rung enoug le: 1 the tower, where proud hands from the public and the public pr un wl ruled ns—when King George the Third was you east As if well the re with ela to pay They were striki it be a seeret involving dyed hair or padded bust; distribute your phot over the land, raphs bre wl then fill a thes who are inquisitive enoug money for the privilege of looking creature as you have made of your e men remembered how the dying knell ns they lowered the old church bell, ned a taking down ut such a elf. Then T thought h and thro t for w over the city —through the “ly the day— or sorrow—those old chimes had Whosr head carries most liquor? ‘The | TH hogshead. om When our land a str infant seemed ‘neath Witten of your pets tyrynt feet to on you floor? What! not even sour Jo you always keep |. of them. Wien -pet? Aye When in after years the nations saw our light across | 1 one of our exchanges speaks of a the sea, “with head as trenchant as a god's.” | And here flocked the trampled millions who had i V's head should be trenchant is at spirit to be fi first sight puzzling, but with regard to the | When in one the natic mower, it is evident enough that he is in a | wi position to have his hair cut at any time | And w without the intervention of a barber. s blending saw the e unfurled, grew to be a power and aw world ler in the ‘Those old chimes at noontide, when the at midnight, wh for a nation’s birthday, tol vut their intonations for the triumph or the street where vice was L reckless course— s<traftic swept with ans sleeping now beneath the There was vet a pause in Natnre—there was yet it 1 steeple—bell whose and honored relies had uncovered and ‘serowd still hear 1, asan undertone, that L rafters, with their old clutch bell wer them Unkle Ike's Sarmons. ESS, SSS Unger Ike i cz sob culurd pr * the turtle dove lay themselves down to sleep every night “a where the bullfrog’s dul Sy rieved and honored burials paced with | s been called can remember We heard him the ot As the eracked bell, aloft for a steeple, } hymn. de old Ship ob Zion. wiping his massive forehead, which ex ured bandanns Ad man looked pal most awful” task to ex- und sconrsed with firey eloquence upon the theme he had his audience, udderin and sisterin, de text frum. team found some- pint am more dan de speaker kin tell am somewhar betwix the quantum sufficiunt. nah swallowed Now, you kin see fram de wordn was a man by de name ob What Jonah hit were de We know not whedder bit were But hit am suflicit fu ical inwestigation t hit war one he war flung oberboard inter de stormy, com- petnous sea by mariner men who wid him beease he tickled de cap’n wid a quill when he war anded in de briney deep de waves rolled high, de win blew, de litnin flunder roared, But yer talk” I tell yer he war one skeered nigge | seed a big buck whale eum runnin fur him. Ilis har stood on ited and beaten they ad fled as tyrants | flashed, and de ore distressed. lifted de hat at Jonah war a nigger not Wid one glanc must eder s comicbooks.com