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The central cartoon titled "THE BEST OF INTENTIONS" depicts a figure labeled "LOCK OUT HERE" appearing to fall or tumble, likely satirizing labor disputes of the 1880s era. The accompanying dialogue references disputes between employers and workers, with mentions of "Share yer load" and warnings about "kickin' up, or I'll bounce yer board as yer wad be sure I set it right on it." The page's text discusses 1888 presidential campaign strategy, attacking Republican tactics while defending Democratic positions. References to the "Red Bandana" as a Democratic emblem suggest partisan symbolism of the period. Without clearer visual identification of specific figures, the cartoon appears to mock workplace conflict resolution or labor negotiation tactics during the Gilded Age industrial disputes.
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JUDGE PUBLISHED ONCE A WEEK. President W. J. Ancien Art Department Editor Reasnano Gatass 1M. Grencony TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS. UNFTRD STATRS AND CAN One copy, one year, or sa numbers, . $4.00 One six months, or 26 numbers,” ."2:00 ‘Single Copies, iv cents each. FOREIGN SUBSCRIPTIONS To alt forcign countrics in the postal union, $3 a year Tue Juno Pustisninc Company (Porter BuiLpine), Park Row, New York FT We guarantee advertivers a larger circulation at cheaper rates than any other American satirical paper published. The Jevon ts for sale at Brentano's, 17 Avenue de L’Opera, Paris VOTE for prohibition is a vote for the anti-temperance, l-am-a-Demo- crat ticket, HEY SAY that Isaac P. Gray is so illiterate that he can’t spell his own name grammatically. F ALS. HEWITT him madder than if he is. isn’t given some cause for getting mad that makes HE RECE of men to the pre in water have driven lots minary stages of Democracy. T developments as to. bacteri HAVE no bloody shirt now. We have instead the red bandana. [F YOU are guilty you want to hire John R. Fellows to take charge of the prose- Thomas B. Kerr. cution. OMEBODY TELLS how to wear the pistol. The best way to wear it is by substitute, selecting for the purpose the first idiot who wants a present of it OEM—Governor Hill he seems quite ill, though he took his pill without ery- ing; but he'll run just the same, though he may be lame, for Grover permits no denying 1! MAY YET be demonstrated that James G. Blaine is not running the xreat party of this republic; and if he is ordered to the front he will come to it like a great, big man. DRUMMER had his left ear clipped, in Chicago, by the husband of the usual woman for his case made and pro- vided; so that he’s a drum-ear without any conversational explanation HERIDAN’S orders to the confused rebels at Five Forks have a pathetic turn in view of the departure of it. Hancock, Thomas, McClellan, and_most of the great generals on both sides—* You get right over there! right on! Drop your guns! You won't need them anymore.” THE RED BANDANA is all right, It became the Democratic emblem because of the ability of its possessor to make a louder noise, with its help and that of his nose, than any other member of the congress of the United States. Orrices Heccessrint yure hilm Move “One blast upon that bugle-horn,” ete. Kut as a principle, or the slightest semblance of one, it is curiously unple: 1884 AND 1888, THE campaign of 1888 will be a discussion of public affairs from a stand- point advantageous to the Republican party. In the last presidential contest the party in power, because in power, was necessarily on the defensive. Its colors were protected and its responsive ammunition was fired from behind intrenchments. The attacking party that scrambled over the barri- cade with a howl of hunger were urged by leaders who frenzied their fol- lowers with visions of lucre ind loot. The spotless brigade of the mug- THE BEST OF INTENTIONS. Rarrewty— “Are yez hurted, Dutchy ?” “1 vos mosd det alreatty !" Rarrexty—" Shure yer sud be av it had'n been fer me kindness an’ (Oi seen yer coomin’ alang widout lookin’ up, an’ Oi chucked down th’ boord so ’s yez wud be sure t” see th” sign an it. wump battery, from its recently raised earthwork, fired its newly-polished civil-service gun on the camp from which it was stolen, Subterreanean jr mercile k and open treachery hauled down the flag of that rest organization that out of the slimy dirt of a doubtful credit raised the perfect flower of financial honor and. braided its blossoms with the laurel worn and vietoriously won by its successful resistance to the severance of tt public. The official environments of the Republican party have been leveled for three years, and its archives open to inspection. ‘The veterans have tile ‘The eager light of a glaring and yet microscopic scrutiny has been turned on ‘The books have been opened and scanned; every possible spot has been explored. Anxious political hounding, spurred by hope and stimulated by reward, has nosed along every crevice of suspicion. The public servants whom envy and greed branded as “rascals to be turned out” are by verdict of their accusers shown to be honest men. No extravagance discovered, no dishonesty found, no dollar lost, no service neglected. The treasury, emptied by the heedlessness and larceny of the last Democratic administer found filled, and overflowing, to hand over to the next. The great stink-pot artridge of falsehood and calumny, intended to suffocate the Republican party to extinction, burst and spattered its own projectors. Even the civile service gun, manned and manipulated with kid-glove delicacy, kicked with more vitality in its breech than in its muzzle. The arraignment against the administration in occupancy is this no longer a Democratic party. One after another the sportive denizens of that political sea have been chewed and swale lowed, and have added nutrition to the executive mammalia, All auda- cious or imprudent enough to sport with the presidential complacency are doomed to mastication, and the school is dis. tinguished and large that is forced into his maw with a menace or a veto. to further reinforce and fatten his political girth. Cleveland has cajoled and spurned the reformers whose bent backs he used for his stepping-stone. sneer pension bills to save soldiers. {rom an alms-house, he nevertheless truckled to the south with his order to return the rebel flags. The loyal protest stung him, not with regret, but with dismay, and he cowardly shuffled his propitiatory purpose to the shoulders of a subordinate. Vacil lating with vanity, or stirred by a love of power, he wiped off his bulletin board his early platitudes on the danger to good government of the solicitous seeking of a second term, and demanded a renomina- tion, Pessimist or hypocritical, he has prostituted the public service to personal rather than party ends, and yet parades with a Pecksniffian air of virtue. He has alienated a large portion of the Democracy by his English subserviency in the pro- posed fishery treaty; yet with an auto cratic assumption of power, against the expressed enactment of a Democratic house and a Republican senate, obstinately projects negotiations distasteful and h miliating to the American people. Above all, finding the indictment of dis honesty against the Republican party unproved and untrue, to attain fictitious conspicuousness before the country, to retain his seat, he launched the issue of free trade, preferring rather than lose it to paralyze our industries, and as far as possible relegate the United States to a colonial position. The Demo- cratic. party‘is paralyzed. It sleeps in a trancé, and Grover Cleveland, as its regent, reigns in its stead, s he ree ion, Was those Vetoing with a HERE IS in Germany the question whether Bismarck or the cancerous afiliction shall rule; but there is the compromise that his majesty may recover and the chancellor shall therefore politically die. several in this HERE HAS recently been a boom for James Owen O'Connor ar Democratic candidates for vice-president. We don’t know country where the lightning of any kind of popularity is going to EORGE RAINES is known in Rochester as the yellow-haired son of destiny, and likewise as the tall sycamore of the Genesee. And there is a saying in western New York, Mr. Hill, that it never Raines but | pours. comicbooks.com