Judge — June 19, 1886 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE. DEMPSEY ON HOME RULE. CH! home rule G t? Faix, I belave you! ¢ us a turn at the bat for a whi e chased the ball, and I'll not desave ill our nearts is bruck wid the chase and toil. Arrah! Pat Dimy 've a parliament look to me face. “Whoo, fellow citizens !” wunst I begin Ye'd swear Robert Emmet was there in his place. Armies is ut? Faix you're talkin’! Where is Mulligan, Brannan and Meagher? Och ! tink of the fightin’, the carryin’ and walkin’, Our illigant record, and cough if ye’s dare. Do ye’s tink the Sixty-ninth is slapin’? Arrah yer jokin’, ye's know we'll fight ; If blows was praties and thim worth Ould Erin would never want sup or bite. Govern is it? Faix you're stalin’ ! Who has been aldermin in New-York? Where are the fellies that goes such style in For appropriations on public work? Bedad such sums as we'd be votin’ Would start the hair on O'Connell's head, The New York pricedents we'd be quotin’ Would raise ould Tweed from the silent dead. Irish is ut ? Faix you're right, sir! Ye'll foind the Irishman iverywhere, All min’s despair and lady's deli sir, Kapin’ the world from drownin’ wid care. Fightin’ the battles of ivery nation, Pourin’ out blood at the price of a song, zhtin’ or singin’ as aither temptation Catches his mood as he dances along. Home rule is ut? Well, I belave you! Long has the dhrame of ut been in the heart. Prayers been said for ut, not to desave you, By aich poor exile from the ould dart. If by mistake or mishap we fail in ut And home rule inds in a ruction at Begorra we own ivery cabin und na It couldn't be worse nor it’s been in the past. A. T. WORDEN, ast, Fatuer—‘ Hans, you he dimes getold you not to fight 7” Hans—“ Fader, you talk of fighting—you ought to have seen dot odder feller fight !" Hef I not more as feefty the inan for the sinate ;) NOTHING MEAN ABOUT HIM. | shop were like the ones in yours. h a In yours they alw: in the right | place, wor! aday and never stop unless they have a good grievanc can always fix the matter up and start them | Well satisfied. There is never a kick for reduction of hours and nothing | extra for night or Sunday work.” | OLD CHOCOLATE. HE ONCE MORE SITS DOWN HEAVILY ON THE HON. WELCOME JONES. Despite the discouragement which the Hon, Welcome Jones r- cently met at the mouth of Old Chocolate when he broached to the African philosopher his scheme to organize a secret society or lodge for the pleasure and benefit of the colored gentry of the sixth ward, that project has grown apace. The casual gathering of Old Chocolate and his acquaintances at O'Rafferty’s grocery, and the agreeable emotions called up among the coterie at such colloquies, seemed ‘toe low down,” as the Hon. Welcome expressed it, ‘‘ toe be ‘couraged by gem- men.” As an attendant upon a member of congress at Washington, he remarked in confidence to one after another of the grocery coterie while prosecuting his ruinous efforts to depose Old Chocolate as the master mind of the locality and elevate the social tastes of the colored community, he had “ been yust toe mo’ bong tong.” The Hon. Wel come has made no secret of his expectance that his friends in Washing- ton would soon recall him to that political centre with some appoint ment that would make it worth his time to reside there and give the government the benefit of his ability. But pending this he has estab- lished a five-cent barber shop in a basement near the grocer: . hard work he has at last partly organized a lodge under the style first proposed, namely, ‘* The Wigwam of the Refulgent and Independent Order of Prophets of Peace and Truth, No. 1.” The materialization took place ina room in the of the Hon. Wel- come’s barber shop one night last week. There were not enough col- ored gentlemen present to accept all the offices mapped out by the pro: genitor of the plan, but by dint of doubling up on the positions, the fashion of a small theatrical company with a large went along swimmingly. The Hon. Welcome proposed him and: was clected to dual honors and duties as High and Paramount Caliph of the Temple and Most Potent Custodian of the Shekels—other. wise, president and treasurer. Littleneck Green was laden with the titles of Vice-Regal Caliph and Most Illustrious Recorder and Protector of the Parchment and Seals—that is to say, vice-president and secretary. Littlenosed Pete was made Worthy and Faithful Usher and Guardian of the Inner Pagoda; and Thunderbolt Shier was declared the unani mous choice of the lodge as Most Redoutable Warder, Keeper of the Keys, Castellan of the Moat and Protector of the Porch. This exhausted the present inembership of the organization, but the Hon. Welcome said : “Fellow prophets and gem'n, dar er one mo’ high position toe be dis pose’ ob—dat ob Mos’ Eloquent Fugleman and Proclsimer ob de Law wich we oughtah tendah toe Ole Chocolate ef he kep dis yer great mobement secret fo’ de purposs ob s'prisin’ some cullud gem’n w’o ‘scouraged it from de fust. We ull defuh de wuckin’ comicbooks.com