Judge, 1884-07-19 · page 2 of 16
Judge — July 19, 1884 — page 2: what you’re looking at
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# The Judge, Page 2: Political Satire from the 1884 Election The main cartoon (top left) depicts a grotesque caricature—likely representing Democratic opposition figures—as a scheming rat. The accompanying article "The Irish Vote" argues that Irish-American voters, traditionally Democratic, will defect to Republican James G. Blaine in the upcoming election. Judge claims the Irish World newspaper supports this shift, and that Democrats lack any candidate who could hold both Irish and Southern voters simultaneously. The piece mockingly addresses Democratic critics (Curtis and Jones), suggesting they'll be irrelevant once Irish voters abandon the party. The remaining articles are lighter satire: Henry Ward Beecher's objection to cremation on aesthetic grounds is ridiculed as illogical; a piece on monopolies criticizes Standard Oil and other corporate giants; and commentary on "Tattoo versus Tattoo" discusses campaign ephemera. This reflects Judge's Republican editorial stance during the contentious 1884 presidential race.
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THE JUDGE. THE JUDGE. 324, and 328 Pearl St., (Franklin Square.) NEW YORK. PUBLISHED ONCE TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS. (Usrrmp STATES axD Casas.) 1 ADeANCE ‘One copy, one year, oF St numbers, ‘One copy, alz months, or 36 numbers One copy, for 13 weeks, EIrrowrson vue ad Address, THE JUDGE PUBLISHING COMP, 24, LH and 2B Pearl St, N Losvos, ExoLasD, NOTICE. Contributors must put thelr valuation upun the articles they send to us (subject to a price we may ourselves A} or otherwise they will be regarded as gratuitous Stamps should be tnclosed ame and address, if writers wish to CORRESPONDENTS. EW-CORREAPOSDENTS WILL PLEASE TARE NOTICE THAT THEY sexo Mss. To THIS OFFICE AT THEIR OWS RINK. WHERE sTAxrs ARE ENCLOSED WL TLL RETCRN REJECTED MATTER AM FAR AS POS: SINLE, BCT WEE DISTINCTLY REFCOIATE ALL RESPONSIBILITY FOR SCCH THE IRISH VOTE. Tue Democrats have always counted on the large and important Irish vote as always a solid unit for whatever candidate they have a mind to nominate. Hitherto Repub- lican politicians have been compelled to climb to power without its aid, and have found in its opposition the greatest obstacle to their success. In the present election things are going to wear a widely different aspect. The best judges predict an almost solid Irish vote for Blaine. The Jrish World, the most widely circulated and in- fluential organ of the Celtic race in America, candidly admits as mach, and says that the ‘only man the Democrats could nominate, with any hope of detaching the Irish vote from Blaine, would be Butler. But Butler’s nomination would detach the South—that very important element in Democratic cal- culations—from the Democracy. So, nar- rowed down, the case stands thus, Asagainst Blaine, the Democracy has no candidate who could secure both the Irish and the Southern vote, and even with these the Democrats have often been beaten before, and could doubtless be beaten again. Without them both—and there is no in which both can be secured for a Democratic nominee— the defeat of the Democratic party must be as complete and overwhelming as was that of Greeley. Now, Mr. Curtis, and Mr. Jones, what do you think of that? Do you think that you and your contemptible rat-tailed following will be missed on election day, when the great Irish-American contingent sweeps up to the polls and reverses all political experi- ence by casting a solid vote for the Republi- an candidate? And this unprecedented triumph will have been achieved by the wis- dom of the Republican convention which nominated James G. Blaine and John Logan, and no thanks to you Mr. George Curtis Mr. George Jones. and BEECHER ON CREMATION. Mr. Henry Warp Beecuer objects to cremation, and the reasons for his objection are about as sensible and well considered as those for his objection to Mr. Blaine. Of course, cremation isa matter of taste, and anyone is welcome to his opinion on the subject, but Mr. Beecher’s reason, that there is no poetry about it, and thatahymn, writ- ten to be sung at the grave-side could not be suitably warbled at the furnace mouth, is just a little too far-fetched. If hymns are necessary to get rid of our dead with, we can have just as many fit for cremation as we have fit for interment. Let cremation once become popular and fashionable, and we will have all our obituary pocts, from Geo. Washington Childs down, exercising their talent on crematory odes. No longer will we be compelled to rhyme “grave” with ‘wave we can rhyme “urn” with “burn,” and ‘‘coal” with “soul,” “‘furnaced” with “earnest.” If Mr. Beecher will hunt up his cl: he will find that far more poems were written in honor of and suitable for the ceremony of incineration than there were for the cere- mony of interment, and for the simple reason that they burned folks then instead of burying them. and A GIANT MONOPOLY. Awertca is decidedly a country of monop- olies, Its great size and the vast interests here centred, render it peculiarly adapted for the growth and culture of monopolies, and the wealthy few have never been slow to take advantage of the opportunities offered. Other and older countries have an aristocracy; we boast that we are free from that evil, but we bow very meekly to the even more degrading rule of plutocracy. We worship wealth, and that is the truth, and the monopolists—the owners of the great railroads, etc.—are our kings, and they are kings who know how to govern, if the art of government be, as defined by Colbert, to get the most possible out of the governed. One of the greatest and most growing of our monopolies bears the namo of the Standard Oil Company. Its wealth is enormous, its greed insatiable, its power of assimilation Like a gigant Octopus it is ever reaching, reaching out, further and further, and graspi vouring everything that comes within reach of its huge tentacles. Is, 1 banks—nay, much of the ocean i been sucked into that insatiable still the long arms reach furt ther, and the work of Human life and happy ho’ no obstacle in the way of can digest far more difficult matt now, one huge tentacle is stretch the White Hous tempting and ard Octopu 80 ea unlimited. milation goes on. 8 ure, of cours n appetite which Even ny towards which has long scemed a irable morsel to the Stand- But the White House is not of attainment, for the whole Ameri- can people have an eye There are lin even fter its to the lubricating q' of Standard Oil, as Mr. doubtless discovered by this time. TAMMANY, MY TAMMANY. Mr. Joun Krtty, whose handsome face is well known to all readers of Ties Jepar and other weekly pictorials, and wh scrutable politics have ony and bewilderment to the Demo- good a tradesman as 1s to admir. interest how At present s not prepared to fur- ccount of the nature of Mr, Kel- ly’s recent busines ing public has noticed with very rarely he gets left. 20, but, judging pub but that ea knowledge of it soon, and with the knowledge will come an increased feeling of admiration and respect for the transcendant lent of Mr. John Kelly. When Johu Kelly became a politi- cian, Chatham street lost a man whose genius might have elevated the trafic in old rags to the dignity of a science. nercantile t TABOO VERSUS TATTOO. Tuts tattoo business alone is going to elect James G. Blaine president of the United States. So keep right on with the good work, Messrs. Editors of the Weekly Tattoo Pictorials, and be ured that for each of the Democratic tattoos of Blaine printed in your papers, there will be scores of additional Republican taboos of the Democratic candidate, printed upon smaller bits of paper, popularly known as ballots, And besides, gentlemen, your tattoos will be beaten out of sight by the great tattoo which will be played upon the great Republican drum next November, to summon forth that vast army of Republican voters, who, with their paper bullets will strew the political field with Democratic corpses. Yes, gentlemen of the Weekly Tattoo Pictorials and Daily Mudslingers, after the conflict is over you will a one comicbooks.com