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JUDGE PUBLISHED ONCE A WEEK. President + = W. J. Ancnus Art Department ano Gittast Editors +e 1. M. Gancoxy TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS. UNITED STATES AND CANADA, IN ADVANCE, One copy, one year, of s2 numbers, $4.00 One copy, six months, of 26 numbers, ©. a.c0 One copy, for 1 weeks, 1 ie ingle Copies, 1o cents each FOREIGN SUBSCKIP TIONS~To all foreign countries in the pottal union, $3.4 yea Tue Jupce Pustisninc Company (Portree Burvine), Park Row, New York. Bix TPT MWe guarantee advertisers a larger circulation at cheaper rates than any ether American satirical paper published, The lense ts for sale at Brentano's, 17 Avenue de L'Opera, Paris R. BLAINE is in robust health himself; but his health isn’t a circum- stance to that of his millions of friends, * OULD THE MONEY of Jay Gould hurt Judge Gresham if he were to run? Every dollar against him would give him a hundred votes. CLEVELAND is the only boy at school who has the enticing apple, and perhaps if D. B. H. behaves himself he may get the core. WHETHER HE runs or not, our little governor has a knife in his sleeve that runs from the wrist to the shoulder, and it is not to be used to bring blood from the hides of his open enemies THs CLIMATE has four seasons, the as heretofore—winter winter and summer and same and mer. sum ROTHER SHEPARD hopes to lead in both prayer and polities, but it is difficult to be the captain and run the mules too, HE MEMORIAL NIGHT was that engincered by A. M, Palmer and Augustin Daly, and it was more than satisfactory to the chief of theatri- cal veterans, Give garlands to. the hair of Wallack, and may it be long Se- fore there be garlands for his marble. F CHAUNCEY does run, what a in behalf of New York Central shows! There have been no strikes on that : William H. distributed $100,000 to his army in 1877; and Chauncey and Cornelius are spending hundreds of thousands of dollars every year for the army's good in libraries and buildings—to say nothing of the great orator’s cloquence at every inauguration of the generosity. 14 thit thing but a si ine and you'll be all right te Pariesr— What ma Puystcras magnificent record ht les labor the med wow.” roat THE LATE LEGISLATURE passed a'bill providing for a state weather bureau We have been too dependent on the nation for our weather, as the blizzard of last March testifies; and the doctrine of state rights is one that must and shall be preserved. Possibly we shall have other blizzards under state management; but if a locality must suffer or die it at least demands the privilege of doing so on its own responsibility. This was wise. WHAT IF THE GRAY HAD WON? HIE annual Memorial day is fading more and more into an historical re- membrance. Years melt mourning into a memory. and wavering procession, with wea The brass bands ikening steps in the city streets; the fife and drum preceding the straggling veterans in the village bypaths, are gazed at by anew and gaping generation recently grown to manhood. To those who think at all the story of war is shaped simply into a chapter in history. ‘The hurly-burly of a busy or the dullness of a drowsy life has wiped out with its tire or its twilight the turmoil and contention of the bygone years. ture, well as man, nods into forgetfulness. The fields furrowed with cannon-ball time has smoothed into meadows, and the yellow coverlit of the harvest is drawn over the graves of the dead. upward, not downward; forward, not back. future is a promise. It is human to turn our ey The past is a shadow, the Yet is it not well sometimes, on such a day, to step out ENCOURAGEMENT, AS IT IS. it is anything serious, doctor?” cs you walk so funny, Doc” * T've had a back-ache for three weeks. of the swift current that sweeping by carries the gaudy yacht and brike wreck alike out to sea. Is it not well for us, so apt to forget, like forget, without some such reminder, to pause and remember how muc done and won by those who a quarter of a century ago “ builded bette they knew"? These shambling and broken “ vets" are not classic. ‘1 rough and scanty ranks grow thinner year by year, and those who so jau wore the gilt and the blue are donning, not the confederate, but t able gray, The great contest was waged on the one hand to dominate slaver degrade labor to a similar level, and on the other to nationalize libert make it not the gift, but the right of the race. here, sneered at sometimes, often begrudged the pittance they receive at, and scoffed at, that we owe our existence as a nation. It is thes: their comrades, who made an epoch in the history of the human race sent the sonorous music of our victorious cannon all round the world. awakened an echo and a hope in the saddest corners of the earth. These men are not heroic to us, not heroic to themselves, The distance is not yet wide enough to measure rightly their work. Time will sanctify the army blue into as sacred a hue as the continental white and gray. Now that peans and pains are forgotten; now that on all headstones, slik of victor and vanquished, flowers are strewn; now that the Mississippi tows unsevered through one, not two republics, unvexed to the sea; now that t Potomac is a bond, and not a boundary line, let us ponder on what sould have been the result if Toombs had read the roll-call of his slaves from bunker hill, and Lee, pressing successfully up the Cumberland, had smitten t of the north; if the semi-African and confederate form of civil beaten down the Anglo-Saxon. A divided republic, with a line of sever- ance drawn across the a broken credit, a bankrupt treasury, military cordons athwart the land, with menacing fortifications on cith and watchful armies eating the heart of labor by military tax. Rival capi tols at Richmond and Washington, a swarthy oligarchy on one side, a white republic on the other. If th had been the absolute victor; Desdemona of liberty had smothered by the jealous. brave barbaric Moor of the confederacy: if the constitution of the rebellion, writ- ten at Montgomery, had displaced that of the revolution, proclaimed at Phila- delphia, free trade, which essence and inspiration, would cles of your back. Takethat €Xposed to European leeches, manu- i facturers and capitalists every artery and vein in the land, What then? With a policy and purpose opposed to internal improvement, no continental or other railroad would have wrought the marriage ring of the Atlantic and Our iron would have slept in the hill-side, our coal drowsed in its mines, and the babbling factory brooks gone on lazy and laughing between their moss-grown banks. It would have branded labor as servi self-respecting, barred our coasts against the honest emigrant, and by its red light of degradation and danger made the United States to the worker as abhorrent as Brazil. Verily Memorial day, streaked with shadow and sunshine, is the dec!: ion day of anew € In its \d the blood-stained flowers of many a battle ficld are gathered into one chaplet, to garland the monument of a saved civilization, nd and It is to these men, gone and toed and nd ntinent, meant fe, side, been but was its we in then seas. rather than WHILE IT IS true that the free-trade party is for free trade, it must be admitted that it is profuse in its apologies for it. ‘O LET the tariff alone just now is to ensure Democratic def make it the main issue is to ensure Republican success. eee HE DEVOTION of Governor Hill to that haystack of le worthy of much praise; yet we cannot believe he is happy. HE LEADERS of the Methodists are willing that women shall do a work and they shall have all the glory, and that’s what they call ge lative by . MB EDISON can make and preserve Sound for all the world and the ing centuries, but can bring none to his own ears. 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