Judge — May 1, 1886 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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Gm” LETTERS MUST BE DELIVERED—HE'S PAID FOR IT. OUR POSTMAN. Ea TREADMILL OF DUTY, AN together with the completeness of arrange- ments and the uniform courtesy of the attaches, cause this handsome theatre to be filled nightly by | and fashionable audiences. Banker's Daughter” was the attraction there last week, while the week before ‘‘ The Rajah ” occupied the boards, and xeeedingly well acted by Mr. G. Saville’s Madison Square As Harold Wincot, the Mr. Saville was a picture of: East | combined Ril ‘| Brandon were indolence anliness. Miss with English Deaves and Miss 5 ly clever in their respective characters of Gladys Wincot and Emilia Jekyll. Altogether it wasa very credit- able performance NEWSPAPERS AND TRUTH. Newspapers do not lie. They do not want tolie. It doesn’t pay them to lie. A news- paper that gets a reputation for lying is as bad as dead, and on the other hand a newspaper that gets a reputation for honesty and truth- fulness is as good as made. “The hardest work done by newspapers,” says the Boston Herald, *‘is hunting down the lies told by other people.” That is a great truth, and one that critics of newspapers cannot be made to understand too soon ortoomuch, What a fool “The | POSTMEN OUGHT TO HAVE THE WIN LEAGUE BOOTS, THE STRENGTH OF CE OF A CAMEL AND THE PATIENCE aman is who permits himself to get a repu- tation as a habitual liar. What a greater fool the newspaper that did the same thing would be. The main purpose of all decent men and all decent periodicals is to establish a good character and to keep it after it is won, It isn’t a question of morality so much as of bus- i It pays better to be truthful and honest than to be a liar ora thief. It is the question whether to be wise or be a fool. The man who says it is a part of the business of a newspaper to tell lies is guilty of both falsehood. and nonsense. THE EVARTS WEAPON. ain alleged that Mr. Evarts is loaded on the silver question. “Thad a gun once,” said the Hon. Sam. Drake, who did much fish in the waters in and about Rochester, N. Y., ‘‘and it was the slowest-acting gun I ever saw. I used to set that gun and pull the trigger at night, and about sunrise in the morning whang it would go, and generally I got game enough for breakfast. One morning I got up and saw a rabbit making for his hole. I calculated that the gun would go off in about five minutes, rabbit myself. Out goes I and away scampers | the rabbit, and as the little thing went down into the hole I stooped and caught him by the tail. At that moment the constitutionally be- lated weapon went off, and—well, gent!emen, Ihave been that lame ever since that 1 can’t walk with any kind of celeri The JupGE hopes that Mr. Evarts is loaded and would respectfully advise the Republican party to get out of the way. TECUMSEH'S WISDOM. General Sherman's advice to a young letter writer: My dear young Friend—I remember your father well. Cross your eyes—dot your t’s— mind your facts—sift your dates—never write |inahurry. Yours in haste, W. 7.8. | P.S.—On second thought, when you have | written your letter burn it. BRASS MOUNTED. St. Peter (at the celestial gate)—* Don't think you can get in.” Ohio Man—“ All where I put up.” “Not afraid of sheol, eh?” “Not much. I was born and raised in Ham- right. Not particular and that meanwhile I would have to catch the ilton county.” comicbooks.com