Judge — June 23, 1888 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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OW KEEP your trust in the push and xo of the Buck- eye boys of the Ohio. E ARE reminded to re- mark that the Cleveland cake at St. Louis was all Dough- erty, WILD SHOT—IF it might be Blaine and Sherman then good-bye Messrs, Cleveland and Thurman, THIS be adecorous cam- paign. Let nobody say of Uncle Thurman that somebody uals for him CONTRIBUTOR remarks that Depew will “run like the very old Harrison.” Like- wise with that gentlemen, per- haps, dear boy has to etit his 1 WILL be found directly that Mr. Thurman's handkerchief has drawn a bull into the Democratic china-shop. T DOESN'T necessarily follow, if a Democrat carries a red bandana, that he is up to snuff. HERE WAS one man who might have suited Mr. G. W. Curtis, but he’s been dead about eighteen hundred years. MB: BLAINE will be in this canvass from its beginning to its end; and Where the MacGregor sits that is the head of the table CONSOLATION for Democrats—When you get tired of being silent for Cleveland you can relieve yourselves by shouting for Thurman. THE COMING MAN of Amelie Rives has won a vietory over the man who was; butt is only fair to state that the latter was dreadfully handicapped. THE NEXT BATTLE OF THE BALLOTS. HE DEMOCRATIC ratification gathering that two weeks ago. shook from its feet the dust of St. Louis and wiped its satistied lips with an English bandana was a very personal and pyrotechnic affair. The Cleveland BASEBALL IN DARKTOWN. Carine oF Locat siNe—*Say dare, yo" Mr. Smiff! won't yo" oblige us by jist plugging up dat hole in de back stop wif one ob your feet?” balloon, bulbous with the inflation of Mills, Watterson and Scott, rose with i ‘Thurman ballast and flag amid the shouts of an official federal army fire-works of free trade. The American workingman, shading his eyes with ungloved hand, looked upon the purchased blaze with dismay, while Europe, glancing along the cable, responded with a satisfied greeting to the prophetic conflagration that promised help to their, and destruction to our, domestic industries. A congress of earnest and patriotic men again meet in the city that twenty-eight years ago selected Lincoln from among his brethren to be the savior of his country, and purpose to write with Republican hands another declaration of independence for the United States. The fires of sectionalism have died out—even its embers have yrown cold. The sta nd south, so long simply in repellent contact, the Republican party purposes to fuse into one people by the welding of a common interest. The contention between the two civilizations ended at Appomattox. The struggle between a European and an American policy begins to-day. This nation cannot exist part protection and part free trade, any more than it could live half free and half slave. The Republican looks to this representative council to formu policy of patri justice and honor. It looks to it to relieve the redundancy of the treasury by the abolition of all revenue tax, leaving to the states the imposition of al duty to that abolished, and so lighten the burden of local taxation on ever village, home and farm. It looks to it to make capacity and merit, not simple political adhesion, the claim to responsible place. It looks to it for a tariff policy so fair and honest in its revision will help rather than American industry — admit absolutely free all that is une creatable in our factories and Rot native to our soil; protect- ing the farmer east or west with the same impartial hand that De mocracy uses to selfishly shelter the rice levels of the Carolinas and the sugar and tobacco fields of the south. It looks to it to restrain that the tide of pauperism that is tlood- ing and making factid our shores; and it says that, having opened the gates wide, with promise of wi and home, to the honest toiler of other as well as our own lands, we should not wit! draw the hand that offered brea and substitute a stone. It looks to it to take such measures for general education that the shield of a common in- telligence may cover the suf- frage of the citizen. It should and will emphasize the national gratitude to the broken and helpless veterans Who left their young vigor on the fields of the rebellion they so richly won + It looks to it to formulate a platform so strong and broad that on it south and west, east and north can stand. It then matters little whose fingers—s they be true ones—handle the halyards to run up the flag. Another Lincoln may replace 4, another leader take the place of Blaine. ‘ * He saw Washington. SPEAKING: 6f an old man, a contemporary sa These statements are too frequent, Presently it will be followed by the sub-heading “ He raised him.” T IS a clear day. The air is refreshing and the mails arrive and go wi the utmost regularity. Yet we hear of no order to federal officials to attend to business and let politics alone. OYE DEMOCRAT says with great enthusiasm, “The Democratic Fas will now get up on its hind legs.” “Yes,” says another, waving # red bandana ; “it must—it must ; those are all it appears to have.” OVERNOR HILL is prettier than he was; but the old air of confidence that lighted his countenance has run to the back of his ears and left a sad, sweet expression of perplexity and patience that physiognomists as the * L-would-like-to-if-you-will-kindly-let-me.” comicbooks.com