Judge — July 24, 1886 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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JUSTIFYING HIMSELF. TRAMP Huxary ? n't you about hatehed (lo setting hen)— What aro. yer, makin’ such a noise now you oughtn’t to count your chickens before they're | JUDGE. 3 was ambitious to lead and fancied he had the requisite health. Seymour could have been the standard-bearer by merely signifying his desire for it on either occasion. Me- Clellan was in the serene health of mid- dle age and was often talked of. Of all those men —of Greeley, David Da- vis, John Kelly, Schuyler Colfax, Garfield, as well— ; men who cracked jokes over the pos- sible candidacy Tilden and talked \of him as a corpse or a mumn and who were in their prime so few years ago—only the oldest and the frailest is left, and he lives to enjoy life, sailing the Hudson in his yacht and occasion. ally contributing to the political litera- ture of this period with undiminished inte: and appar- _|entl old intel- Dorie dollars. No Et can book, or listened to an American lecturer, or heard or applauded an American actor, and it was the popular English idea that benefit was to be conferred upon us without theslight- est expectation of anything of the kind in return. There has been a considerable change. Mr. Beecher appears to have become the Henry Ward of the British nation. Miss | Anderson is recognized as the most promising. of the younger actresses of the world, no par- ticular continent limiting Ler boundless pow- ers. Mr. Daly's company has been playing old English and new American comedy for weeks to roaring English audiences. Bret rites for English quite as much as for an readers; and the American book, the | an magazine of humor circulat in freely among the cous- they do among us. urally, this brings to us a higher respect for the judgment of our British relatives, and a better appreciation of the brains they send tous; but it is more than s business point of view, sinc us the dol we send to them. That is the genuine article of reciprocity. ‘That is the fair exchange that is no robbery. That is a con- tribution to our self-respect that is really grati fying—though indeed we have had in our modest way a good deal of that article about Us in a state of disguise for sonicthing over a hundred years. THE SOLE SURVIVOR. But for his age and feebleness Mr. Tilden would have been nominated in 1880 for presi- ident; but Hancock won the questionable nd the American journal | exception of this old man. honor, But for the san asons he would hav lectual vigor. The ishman ever read an Ameri-Jold man as he goes through the political graveyard must have some curious thoughts. Now and then a grim smile must illuminate his cadaverous countenance; though he prob- ably attempts no jibes or jokes at the expense of those, now dead, who formerly grew merry over his paralysis and laughed at the specta- cle of a presidential candidate mumbling his speech, and’ wearing a bib and fed at table like a child. Poor fellows! they are past heeding him now. Some Democratic papers are mentioning the old man as the presidential candidate of the Democracy in 1888. It seems odd. It seems. very odd. We shall not say it is fanny. Itis melanchol, nd there is no fun in at. All theold Democratic material is gone with the What shadows we are and—al excepting Uncle Sammy— what shadows we pursue! OFTEN THE CASE. Benepicr (jubilantly)—"* Won't you con citulate me, old boy, on having won such a charming. wife ?” Ba ally)—"' I really couldn’tdo such a thing consistently. You see, I’m one of those men who believe it best never to tell their love.” BENEDICT (sarcastically) —‘*Oh, I suppose it is because you could never find any woman who would listen to it.” THE WALLFLOWER. “Oh, why should that maiden look tearful and sad When every one near is so happy and glad?” “Why, she’s warts on her fingers and corns on her toes, carried the Democratic standard in 1884; So she’s mad as a hornet wherever she goes.” though Hendricks | of | Sti of the: Court. The best kind of prohibition will be that which prohibits the professional reformers. The boodlers of Chicago are said to be worse than those of New York—and this is such a large city! : z A Batavia saloon-keeper shot one of his best customers, This was premature. Had he lost faith in his whisky ? Y Gladstone has two seats in the new parlia- ment. He can’t do justice to both of them without resorting largely to supplication. “If John werea wea: says a Syracuse young lady given to old airs, “I should like him better, because then he would go pop.” H. W. B. to W. E. G.—‘‘ Never mind, Wil- iam. It's adisagreement of the jury, and in my country that's equivalent to an acquittal.” Great mystery in New York—The cheaper A GRAND EFFECT SPOILT. — Ah! here comes Miss DeBangs— now I will give her a graceful bow.” But he didn't!