Judge — January 15, 1887 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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10 Judge’s Charge. Colonel Lamont says the president is still improving; but we must bear in mind that this refers only tohis rheumatism. 1S THIS ART 7. The pictures of Charlotte Cushman and Mrs. Logan given by the daily pictorials look alike and unavoidably remind one of the stern and rock-bound coast written of by Mrs. Hemans. (7 IS A LUXURY, The Avelinzs, socialists, spent $25 for cor- sage bouquets in this city, and the good doctor consumed $42 worth of wine in two days. Socialism comes high, contrary to the prevail- ing impression, but they think they must have it. THE DANGER IN MAINE. The papers declare that plenty of liquor is sold in Maine, and that there are 140 open bars in Bangor alone. What ashame! It is) necessarily the poorest kind of liquor, and we shouldn't be surprised if it indicated the loss by Mr. Blaine of his own state. A CENT’S WORTH OF CHARACTER, A Wheeling man gets one cent for libel from a Wheeling editor. Evidently the libel hurt his character so dreadfully that it isn’t worth saving; and then he may be the kind of man who is worse off the more character he has. Bnt when one reflects that a penny can buy a daily newspaper and read a dozen there cometh a time when they are lovely in| libels it seems like a pretty large sun after all. GEORG:’S BIRTHDAY NEXT. Prithee sling not at us again the hilarious and when time goes booming along into the| subsequent removal of his A LIGHTNING SPEEDER" SPED. Boy—Yes, sir; the old mare is pretty nigh done for—but she beat anything on the road at one time.” Neioupor— Eh! when was that ?” Boy—* When she was brought here by the fast freight train.” compliments cf the holiday season, They were good in their day, as every dog is; but the breach and an aflliction to the soul in the observance. It is good to get away from that period of liquid and the various indulgences; SENSITIVE, “ He's a beautiful dog, Miss Tuxedo; but what is the matter with his "—— sensitive.” ! (in ‘a delicate whisper) he got run over by a coupe, but we never speak of it, don't you know—the poor fellow is so later January and the spring looms up a little | beyond, the glances back have with them only the wish that that festive period be hastily forgotten. DID YOU EVER THINK OF IT? Lilian Smith is a very little girl, but she can do very wicked things and still preserve a look of innocence better than any grown man. Would it be possible to teach a little boy this wicked and innocent looking bright- ness? Notat all. Why? Because he was not created in that manner —the method of his construction is entirely at variance with that purpose. AFFIDAVITS BY THE VISITING STATESMEN. The eldest son of ex-President Hayes, Bur- chard Austin Hayes by name, was recently | married—to a Sherman of course—in Ohio. Together with our congratulations we beg to send to the young gentleman the suggestion that he see to it personally that the certificate is properly made out and that all the witnesses to the ceremony attest to it in strongly drawn affidavits—the longer the better. ence of R. B. H, will tell him why; and it | would certainly be very annoying to have some Tilden youth come around presently and ‘claim that he was the party elected to the connubial honor and the emoluments attached thereto, The first portion of the name of | young Mr. Hayes unavoidably suggests trou- | ble. Let this be attended to at once. TO MEMORY QUEER. Mrs. Druse suddenly remembers that it was | several gentlemen friends of hers who assisted in the dispatching of her husband and the remains. It isa terri. ble pity in such cases that the memory of the accused party should fail her atthe very time she needs it most, and should resume its functions at the very time th: owing to peculiarcir- cumstances, the par: ty would be most apt to mix her inven tions with her facts. |Nothing could very well be more unfor- | tunate; and when the lady is hanged we shall mourn her loss not as one who per- ished for murder but who departed as a natural result of a Hapse of memory at the most critical pe- riod of her existence, \and of her husband's existence as well. But | there is this justice— the world is not slow with its inevitable compensation. The memory of the lady will be kept green long after most of us are forgotten—in the criminal records of the great state of |New York.