Judge — March 7, 1885 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. ———— SS] THE JUDGE. PUBLISHED ONCE A WEEK. TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS. (Usrrep Staves axp Casapa.) ty apvasce, Ove copy, one year, or 52 numbers, . One copy, atx months, or 3 numbers 20 One copy. for 13 weeks, Stogle coptes 0 centa rach; areas, THE JUDGE PUBLISHING COMPANY, 924, 326 and 328 Pearl St., NEW YORK ad CORRESPONDENTS. 7 Conamsrosperre wt PLease exp Maa To THU OFFICE AY THEIR OWN Risk. WHERE sTaure ARR ESCLORED WE WILL RETURN REJECTED MATTER 49 FAR A8 FOO (SURLE, BCT WE DUFTINCTLY RETUDLATE ALL RESPONSIBILITY ( eveRy Cask WHERE 4 PRICE § SOT AYYIKED BY THE WRITER, CONTRINCTIONS WILL RE REGARDED A8 GRATUITOUS, AED HO SUREE QUENT CLAIM FOR REMUNERATION WILL BE EXTERTAINED, INAUGURATION BALL. THE Every purchaser of this issue of Tue JupGe is entitled to a copy of the large extra picture of Cleveland’s Inauguration ‘Ball, which we present to our readers asa See that your newsdealer sup- supplement. plies you with this picture with the regu- lar Jupar without ertra charge. The large number of excellent portraits embraced in this picture will make it especially interesting, and will give it value years hence, as a trustworthy memento of the first Democratic administration since the war. “SPEED THE PARTING GUEST.” Tur Jupee cannot allow President Ar- thur to vacate the chair he has so worthily occupied without a word of congratulation to him and his administration. He has made the best President we have had for many a year, and it is to be feared it will be some time before we look upon his like again. He assumed his place at the head of the Execative under peculiarly difficult and trying circumstances. Modestly, firmly, and wisely has he born himself since. He leaves the White House a greater man than he entered it, and the whole country attends him to the door and wishes him prosperity and God speed. Grover Cleveland is entering to take his place. How far he is competent to fill it, is a question that time alone can answer, but unless all signs fail, his exit from the White House, four years hence, will not be as dig- nified and impressive as is that of Chester A. Arthur to-day. It is not in the nature of things that any man can emerge with credit or dignity from the mess of politicians with | whom he will be mixed up in the Demo- cratic garbage heap. ‘There is bound to be a | scramble and a melee; certain politicians will | grow rich; the country will suffer in purse and in position, and Cleveland will only be saved from a serious loss of prestige by the circumstance that he hus never yet acquired any. ‘ Vacuus viator cantabit ante la- tronem.”” No; Chester Arthur has decidedly the best of it. He leaves the national prosperity safe and sound. No-one can blame him if another hand makes shipwreck of it. OUT IN THE COLD. Ir, any time between last June and last November, some good fairy conld have opened the eyes of that small, but distin- guished body of men who were then earnest- ly engaged in qualifying for the title of Mugwamp, and have shown them their own position and prospects in this epoch of grace, March, 1885, we think they would, in the language of scripture, have called upon the mountains to fall upon them, and the rocks to cover them. For, assuredly, a more dis- mal, hopeless, disgruntled, utterly “left” body of men has never attempted to take a hand in politics since Cromwell purged the “Ramp” parliament. Look at them, these mugwomps, They have cast away their share of the glorious heritage of Republicanism, bartering it fora dish of reform pottage, and they have been cheated even of this paltry price. Some of them have suffered smartly in pocket for the course they took, and all have sunk immeas- urably in public esteem and influence. And Cleveland will none of them. In obedience to the good old Democratic doctrine, ‘to the victors belong the spoils,” he and his Democratic supporters freely quaff the nectar of power and patronage, and leave the mug- wumps to get what consolation they can out of their own frozen, impracticable idea of reform. They told us, in those halcyon days that intervened between nomination and elec- tion—they told us then that Cleveland was a singularly great and good man, conscien- tious even to the verge of eccentricity, and disinterested even beyond the possibilities of a Democratic nightmare. They had a lovely time during those few months. They resolved themselves into a mutual admiration society, gushed over Cleveland and each other as if they had all turned into Beechers for the nonce, and resolutely shut their eyes to cer- tain ugly blots in the character and record of their idol. But the blots were there, nevertheless, and far more deeply ingrained than the little label of ‘‘ Reform” which was only assumed for campaign purposes—and the blots remain now that the label has been luid aside as a trick that has served its pur- Tue JupGe is sorry for you, you poor mugwumps — he grieves for you with an exceeding great greaviness. To be sure, he cannot resist interjecting the usual formula of Job’s comforters—‘ we told you 80;” but then we really did tell you 40, and you need only to cast your eyes over our files for that eventful period to be wssured of the fuct. But the best advice Tne JupGe can offer you is to lay low and sing small for a few years, and when there is another election, see if you cannot creep back into the Re- publican party, if it be only to black the boots of honester and more steadfast men. But to accomplish this you must keep very quiet and make no noise whatever; in fur- therance of which aim it may become neces- sary to sit on Beecher. Nor have you any canse to get mad with Cleveland. THe and his are only acting according to their lights. Any child in the United States, whose memory can embrace two presidential elections, could have told you six months ago exactly where you were going to land. INAUGURATED. Burcuanp’s oratory, Conkling’s malice, and the Solid South have worked together to the same end, and have accomplished their object. Grover Cleveland has been inaugu- rated President of the United States. His portly person has been deposited in the chair once adorned by Washington. ‘The series inaugurated by Lincoln has been broken— and broken by Cleveland. The reflection is not a very pleasant one for patriotic Americans, but it cannot be avoided. The deed has been done, and it only remains for the nation at large toaccept the consequences with as much grace as may be. We may prepare ourselves for a new order of things, both socially and politically, for assuredly Cleveland is the very antithesis of Arthur, as Democracy is the very anti thesis of Republicanism, We may prepare ourselves to hear a great deal of names which have been almost for- gotten in the last twenty years — names which were once execrated as national ene- mies, but which will now be canonized as Democratic saints. Already have coming events cast their shadows before. Already we have heard Jeff. Davis eulogized on the floor of the United States Senate, already has Lamar been spoken of as a member of the government of the United States. But with Hendricks as Vice President all becomes possible. The reconstruction of the rebel states takes a different meaning in the light of recent developments, and history must be re-written if we would rescue the name of our nation from charges of black ingratitude and besotted folly. 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