Judge — May 10, 1884 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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And in careful espions men, this serutiny, in all this to which no man in the sted that ng statement pponents. Mr. Blaine had some- thing todo with the Little Rock Railroad. Here i ing charg country Mr. that has been more subj has Blaine, his the most dam bitterest able to evolve, is that have been bathos! This is the most crush- which the £ has had many years to collect its facts, and has all day and every day (being an evening | pape make, Mr. Phelps has so-abundantly met this char that Tike JupGe very willingly lays it aside as er of no in oth est ina ) to incubate them, can portance one w The fact of a man’ railroad is nothin, y or the having an inter- gainst him; the inference which the Post attempted to draw, t Mr. Blain rain privile used his for the road, has heen proven Mr, Blaine sent or false, for it has been shown that did not have any interest, spective, in the Little Rock Road, at the time gress acted on it And thus is disposed of the obje urged by the Evening Post frivolou if anything so 1 so false, can he called an objection. If this be all that Mr. Blaine, assuredly no candidate ever entered a con- 0 inconsequent, and above an be urged against test with cleaner hands than he will do. That he will be a candid little doubt. 1 ready. there can be al- the rally- a State convention, and it leed, he is a candidate His name been 1 ing in many ainly be heard at Chic tered in no uncertain tones. But whether he will ever receive the nomination from his party and go before the country as the Re- publican banner holder, is a widely different matter, At present he is showing tremen- dous strength, and the very strength he is displaying is forcing his foes to uniteagainst him and most unexpected alliances are con- stantly coming to light in the Republican ranks, all rallying to the watchword “any- thing to beat Blair Tt was thus that the Arthur forces effaced themselves in Edmunds’ interests at Uti other poli itis thus that many an eal coalition hi en the light and many a one will before the Chicago con- vention has completed its work, but, on the whole, Blaine may have been said to have knocked his visible opponents fairly out. So far there is nothing in the field to beat him. Arthur is hopelessly overthrown. His Vermont constituency—the small weight and patronag Edmunds; of a small state—will tell against while B man of the country and can count adherents and con- stituents from Maine to California. aine is a But there is one fatal obstacle. As Des- dichado, the unknown, the disinherited knight, sprang up to check the conquering career of Reginald Fi presidential campaign there is lurking in the background an unknown, who never shows himself until the eleventh hour, and before whose suddenly developed strength even the ont de Basuf, so in every ening Post, which | itical influence to | THE JUDGE. This is the lime of year when the forcigner and our friend over in Jersey begin to argue as to whether the foreigner has any rights * doughtiest knights go down, — This is the compromise candidate, who drs from | s more equally matched fd the last two campaigns the cd undidate has come to the front in a manner truly surprising Where did they Why, ont of the deadle men had m: mise up Hay that two strong le in the con- vention. Garfield was. similarly evolved; and who knows what surprise may be in Humanly speaking, read of the betting, es will be dark horse: store for us this year. Blaine should be at the but dark h conventions are proverbially uncertain. the silly charges of the Evening Post have not hurt his popularity and it is ord that will beat Blaine—if beaten he be. thing is very sure; a particl ot his re A Good Little Girl's Letter. Dear Mr. Jupge.—lIf I were that awful wicked, horrid Mr, Ieck’s » I'd be afraid to write to you, ‘cause I know you're good and moral, and don’t want letters from aughty children that don’t go to hear Mr. nd other exhorsting preachers tell about Sodom and Gomorra, and such Christian optics. But I always behave well before people, though I like fun as well as you do, Mr. Judge, and when the minister staid here a week, I burnt the corks off all his bottles, so he came down to breakfast looking like * Uncle ‘Tom’s” spectrum, Sam said, and he snickered right out so they thought he did it. It’s real nice for a gooil little girl to have a funny brothe: I never read any books but Sunday school’s and constructive stories like Miss Braddon’s and Ouida’s, Don’t you think they’re real teachable for good little gir! I did get one awful nice book transferred from the French by a man beginning with a big Z, but I only read a little ‘cause Sam a along and snatched it out of my hands a rude, brotherly Almands!” he said, ‘if the old lady catches you reading that, won’t you catch it?” our friend over in Jersey” is bound to respect. ‘That's an awful irrespectful way to talk of mama who broods over us like a dove, and kisses the tips of our noses when she goes to parties, Sam is awfal cursy too, but I try to be good, though sometimes I slide back like other good christians, I can’t alway walk in my sack and ashes, my new ** Mother Hubbard io awful sweet. The other day I tried on Ma’s Jersey, but I am tremendous stout for a little girl, and I bust the button holes. She thought it was Bid- dy, and when Biddy said it was me, she aid **my good little girl!” with such a look I wanted to c Biddy did ery, she said her mother was so poor, and then I felt so sorry for her that | took a $10 gold piece out of pa’s pocket, and gave it to her, ‘cause you know you ought to lend to the Lord, and arity covercth a multiple of sins. Padon’t lend to the Lord very often, so I'm his de- falling agent. (Isn’t that what they call it?”) Is Mr. Arthur president’s nose really so puggy, and hasn’t he any backbone at all? ‘The doctors do such tremendous things with elecricity, wouldn't a shock do as well as a backbone if it was took awful stiff, like the the smashes Sam talks about, though I don’t know w ery well. I think Mr. Arthur president is real pretty, his eye-brows run round his eyes so kind of cute, and he’s nice, too, nice as Mr. Garfield, only nobody hasn’t shooted at him ye I think your Sunday school stories are real sweet, they’re so moral. Your's lovelily, A Goop Littte Girt. P. s.—Please excuse punkehewation and gramar, cause my pen’s just nasty horrid. G. LG. vp. s.—Won't you give me as much as 3, dear Mr. Judge, for this nice little let- ter? ‘Then you may print it in your paper for other good little girls to read and be con- structed. I want to buy a prayer-book for pa, to open his heart to mercy, and a Boo- lony sausage for me—ma says they’re vulgar, but pride gocs before a tumble, and I don’t want to slip up on that Boolony. L. G. A cea in the dark—jumping at a con- clusion. ne rule of three—a triumvirate. comicbooks.com