Judge — May 11, 1889 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE MEN WE SJ. WHELA! LTHOUGH Ireland has made many mistakes, she played a trump card when she sent Mr. Whelan to these shores, and Troy people will substantiate this fact with enthu- siasm, Born in “th’ ould dart” in 1846, the elder Whelan brought his family to America, and settling in Troy gave his son the benefit of a common-school edu- cation, At the age of seventeen, after practising fight- ing in an amateur way with the boys at home, and usually coming out on top of the heap, Mr. Whelan enlisted in the Twelfth New York cavalry and went to the front. The war had been going on for three years at that time, but Mr. Whe- lan succeeded in putting it down in just cighteen months and came home to recu- perate. After washing the battle-stains off he mastered the plumber's trade, and in 1876 entered the mineral, soda-water and weiss beer manufacturing business. This he has carried on successfully to date, and recently, with an idea of the unities which is admirable, he has added the drain and sewer-pipe industry to his general business, In 1880 he entered poli- tics and was elected alderman, For three years he was president of the common council and in 1886 was elected mayor. The only sad part of this incident comes irom his having consented to run on the Democratic ticket, but we sigh and for- give him. On November 6, 1888, the day that Cleveland fell into Salt bayou, Mr. Whelan was re-elected, and when ex- mayor and Boss Murphy keeps his fingers out of the municipal pie the administration of Troy affairs goes smoothly along. Mr. Whelan’s convictions are under no suspicion of having been hired or bor- rowed and are emphatically his own, As his father once said, “ It’s aisier U git Dinny up in th’ marnin’ wid a shpoon av m'lasses than wid a club!” and while he is an entertaining, agreeable and generous gentleman, he stands squarely on his feet when some of his constituents would like HAVE MET. MAYOR OF TROY, N.Y. to have him crawfish a bit. He is a popular member of Willard’ post G.A.R., and contrary to the usual Troy habit passes his evenings, as far as possible, in the bosom of his family. The man who insinuates that “his name is Dennis” has got to qualify the remark every time by the addenda that that's as far as it goes. On his visits to New York Mr. Whelan has to pass a great deal of time explaining why he is not in the collar bu: s he is the only citizen of the city who is not; but he does it successfully, and we're always glad to see him. INDECISION. KNOW not when the day shall be; Perhaps the time I'll never see To say good-bye, ob long-time friend; Yet to all unions comes an end, Nay, do not call me fickle, cold, Im really warmer than of old, But reason tells me we must part. I put thee by, then, shivering, start, And rush again into thy arms, To ownonce more thy well-known charms, But yesterday I longed for thee Because I had thee not. When free From thy embrace, I need thee much, And yet when with thee, at thy touch Tshrink, "Tis sad, and yet ‘tis true, My flannels—tell me whas to do? ARISTING ANDERSON, A PLACE FOR EVERYTHING. ~ Husband (down stairsin bath-room to wife up-stairs in dressing-room)—" Look under the bureau, dear; I've just dropped my collar-button.”” NOT A COSMOPOLITAN. Enthusiastic student (in Serman)— “Hello! Wie befinden sie s Disgusted friend— but your jabber's enough to make aman, What you giving us, anyhow ?” Enthusiastic student—* Why, Arthur! Don't you recognize the tongue of the d Disgusted friend— Vivine goat he hanged! This isn’t a Dutch telephone.” Talk United States. A CHECK VERY FUNNY BROKER—“'T haven't smashed a hat fora week. Think I'd better take a crack at that new one of McCord’s.” ON HUMOR. McCorw (after the blow falls)—" That's what I call my fool-killer, Tommy.” comicbooks.com