Judge — November 10, 1888 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE PUBLISHED ONCE A WEEK. President Art Department baits TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS. UNITED STATES AND CANADA, IN ADVANCE, or s2 numbers, . $4.00 sé numbers, 3.00 One copy. for 13 weeks. LT Keo ‘Single copies, 10 cents each, SUBSCRIPTION cign countrics in the poi sere $5.0 year. Tue Jupce PuBLISHING Company (PoTTER BuILDING), Park Row, New York, TPT We guarantee advertiser: reer circulation at cheaper rates than any other American satirical paper published, 17 Avenue de L’Opera, Paris AN? WHERE Now is Jefferson Davis? AND FRE WES ACKVILLE-WEST ought to go east and grow up with that kind of geography. “e DOM shrieked when Cynthia Leonard fell. HALL now begin to run Mrs. Grover Cleveland for another term. LL WOMEN of strong mind wish they had been born men, and all men wish so too. +. oe LWAYS until he dies Mr. Blaine will be the first American citizen, and ali statements to the opposite effect are spit-balls at the moon. HE MOTHER of Charles Stewart Parnell evidently thinks she is a bigger Democrat than old Hill, WE NEVER think of Sack- ville-West ing devotional and wanting to remark “ Let us bray, THE DIES w LADIES who tried to ¢ and couldn't are so in- dignant that they can't talk, and that makes us all happy. ales F THE READER will look over the JUDGE for the past three months he will find that every result of the campaign was accurately indicated in advance in any particular article but very much in spots without feel- WOMAN in this cit a“twaxed cord” and paid one cent for it, and had the store a (lelomey— send it to her residence. ‘That ‘r leave th’coat,” does seem contemptible ; but we : must remember that there are no pockets in a woman's dress, and this one didn’t have her husband with her. S. QUAY covered himself with so much glory during the late cam- paign that he is likely to be smothered in it. If, however, he shall hap- pen to survive he will be ¢ ‘irst-rate man to run the politi Pennsylvani bought THE GREAT CONUNDRUM. T WILL PROBABLY be a disappointment to Mr. Cleveland that on this day, when “the sublime spectacle of a great people choosing a ruler is being enacted, the sun without a presidential fiat does not “stand still,” and the moon hang in petrified awe over this the most in portant of all to Graver and the world of the national quad-annual polit struggles. Yet this unconscious planet spins Alll the move- ments of life, labor and traffic go on. Gluttony gorges, hunger pinches and the drinker drinks, It is.a mixed holiday. ‘The workman ceases to be the mechanic or laborer and is, for a brief hour or two with his ballot of approval or veto, an American king. To-day, while the JUDGE is rolling through its printing presses, the tickets of the sovereign voter vanish through the slot of the ballot-boxes, in city and country, from the margin of the St. Lawrence to the mouth of the Mississippi, and from the Atlantic to the Pacific beach. 1 its poles. Ignorance, ‘Taint over kinvenient, Mike, but I had t’ take it enthusiasm, partisanship, patriot, spoilsman and self-seller step up and deposit their tainted or honest verdict. Of these elements of good or evil, which will be the winner is at this moment an unsettled question. When this paper, however, reaches its friends the issue will be substan- ettled and known. Republ . we predict that the prosperous policy tested for more than two decades will assure labor and investor that no insidi- ous or violent industrial disturbance will embarrass the country. If Demo- cratic, the nation will again be at sea and four years of uncertainty, presiden- al biftcombe, political purchase, bastard civil-service and national humilia- tion will be added to those of. the past brief year of attempted free trade. x bn n suce HURRAH! THERE IS one good thing in these matter what the resalt may be. Every man is a politician, as he ought to be, Every office-holder has a right to be a politician, and to exercise his influence and use his money for the cause he thinks is right. If his side loses he ought to be willing to get out of office, and give office to the men who have fairly won it, ‘There are as able Democrats as if they were Republicans, and Republicans as able as if they were Demo- crats, The party that wins the flags ought to keep them. It never occur- red to Robert Lee or Ulysses S, Grant to return the spoils of victory, and if they had done so they would have lost their heads not once, but twice. And what a poor citizen is he who growls at the result! ‘The great, ever- lasting truth, first, in the middle, last, and all the time, is that the majority is right. Whether it is wise or ignorant—and what an insult to all it is to say that it is ignorant !—it has won the power and therefore has the right of power. No growling ina republic like this. No mug- wumping. No reaching out for honor or money that has been fairly lost. No whining or puling like an infant feeling for its first tooth. Hurrah for the man that dies, but, equally so, hurrah for the man that wins! ions, and that is the result, no LOCKWOOD AND LOVE. WwW LOOK upon the defeat of Belva Lockwood as a direct result of the declination of Alfred H. Love, who basely de- serted his colors in the supreme moment of the exasperating cri- sis, and for the comparatively slight reason that he couldn't believe in the constitution of the United States or in the theory that it was imperatively neces- sary to dig potatoes in the full of the moon, Alfred was running for vice-president, and he never intimated that he was dissatisfied with that honor until, having got some snuff in his eye, he felt ill-natured. It was fickle. It was false. It was unmanly, It was base, It changed the entire result. It used to be said that Love laughed at Lockwood, but in this case there-is merely a poor, sick smile: \ Wie CIVILIZATION. N FRONT of the HWorld office the other day were three. thousand men who cheered and groaned as if with stomach-aelfe, oF relief from the'same, as bulletin after bulletin appeared, The JUNGE went out and swung his hat and did his sorrow just.as the crowd did for half a minute. ‘Then it occurred to him to get at the details, “ Cleveland or Harrison > he asked, apologizing for his near-sightedness, “ Wot You givin’ us? id the gentleman addressed.“ Who's dey? Dey ain't in tio lub wot's playin’ dis game. Dat bulletin says dat Ferguson's hooked de fust bare an’ Mickey Jones's back to de diamon’.” And the JUDGE will never chee: or weep again until he knows what the emotion is for. HIS MOUTH HIS SUICIDE. HE WISEST FOOL in the world is the English lord who tries to talk American politics. His egotism is as vast as his ignorance of the subject is limitless, He comprehends the intricacies of serious American comicbooks.com