Judge — August 31, 1889 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE PUBLISHED ONCE A WEEK. Publisher + - OW, J. Ament Art Department ~ Wexnnaab Gitast Editor t+ eM. Gaecoxy TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS, UNITED STATES AND CANADA, IN ADVANCE. One copy, one year, or s2 numbers = $4.00 One copy, six months, or 26 numbers - "3.00 One copy: for 13 weeks “=a = hee ingle copies, 10 cents-eac FOREIGN SUBSCRIPTIONS—To all for- ign countries in the postal union, $5 @ years THE JuDGe PuBLisHiNG ComPANy (Jupcr BurLpinc), Cor. Fifth Ave. 4 16th St., New York, (We cuarantee advertivers a larger circu Américam satirical paper published The Juoce ts for sale at Brentano's, 17 Avenwe del Opera, Paris, and at Brentano's, 490 Strand, London. ion at cheaper rates than ‘THE MEN who advocate prohibition —Take the elixir of death and come to your resurrection. LABOR-Day is the long day during which the laborer works hardest and gets no pay for the labor. ENNSYLVANIA claims the first snow, as she certainly had the first great flood, of the season; but Pennsylvania has the great Republican majority that covers a multitude of eccentricities. ose THERE IS NOTHING more pleasant than getting away from home at the beginning of the heated ‘ nN term, with the single exception : eee HE STATE committee was advised by the retiring chair- man to be w ake, and it immediately went to work and took a Knapp. eee ABboTT, honest little Emma, will, it is announced, marry her press agent. ‘There is this about little Emma—she never marries until she has had a chance to wear her mourning. BEN S. ALLEN,’ getting fourteen years in state pris- on, weeps and his friends have deserted him, It is very saul, but there is the sadder truth that he first deserted his friends, see SOYVHEN CANADA com- pels us to fight,” says the Rochester Post-Express, “the necessity for taking Can- ada into the union will be estab- lished.” A volume in less than twenty words, Mr. Boxes — pullets on d’ roosts. Mr. Weevil hit ain't no soft one. . . HEN ONE reads M., Halstead’s very sensible and complete sketches of life abroad one is tempted to present a vote of thanks to the sen- ate of the United States. eas THis COUNTRY is not going to get behind the active civilization of the old world. We have a Jack-the-peeper and a Jack-the-firebug, and will eventually acquire a few tories and perhaps a Boulanger. see "THERE ARE PERSONS who think Judge Field should have permitted David Terry to kill him before allowing Nagle to shoot the scoundrel dead. In other words they yearned for a case of unjustifiable suicide. see MBS. MAYBRICK was made guilty in law by Judge Stephen. She may have been guilty in fact, but that has not been established. ‘There used to be such a thing as English law; there is now such a thing as Judge Stephen. "THE PRESIDENT is received, everywhere he goes, with the solid re- spect that becomes his character and position; but the man who is disappointed in his office-seeking wears the same seedy hat that was born to his head, and refuses to take it off to cool his heated brow. NOT ENTIRELY. EASY. Dis am d’ bigges’ snap T eber see, Rufus. (in distress) —" Hit may be a dig snap, Manuel, but I's tekin’ oats HONOR TO LABOR. LABOR-DAY has not taken a firm grip on the affection or the muscle of the working people of this state. These men and women feel that they had all the holidays they could well afford before labor-day came in, because they have to have their rest and recreation for the most part at their own expense, and the closing of factories is a deprivation quite as much as a source of enjoyment. It is very old talk that we have too few holidays. Everybody has talked it a thousand times. But there is a sat- isfaction in a day's work well performed that is a holiday of itself—or per- haps a holinight—and to the average workingman a holiday outside of the fifty-two Sundays is not always agreeable and advantageous. How would it be to discuss that side of the subject? What if we celebrated labor by keeping up the music of steam and clinking iron, and giving the workman his chinking dollars on the labor as well as the other week-days ? THE IMMIGRANT AS A VOTER. T IS a fortunate trait of humanity that the instinct of home-love is so general. Were it not for this unreasoning liking, shifting would follow dissatisfaction, and mankind, like buffeted sands, seek a new spot with every whim, Love of locality is a selective charac teristic of many forms of life. The horse speeds quicker toward the known manger; the bovine walks with deliberate satisfaction to the familiar stall; the bobolink flies back to the same meadow; the burly robin worms the old feeding-ground, and the. oriole searches out the hammock it built a season ago, Inclemency of clime and unattractive surroundings do not suppress the longing. The Swiss dreams of the bar- ren Alps, the Scandinavian of the harvestless snow, as kindly as the Italian remembers the olive-groves and the vineyards on the Tiber. The Frenchman disparagingly contrasts every city with Paris; the Briton measures every country with his ‘island yard-stick; and even our New York city rulers, with a relishable brogue, in- vidiously compare the green- ness of its parks with the ver- dure of “the ould sod.” The immigrants that crowd our shores, for betterment or sus- tenance, bring with them and cling to the habits of their na- tive land, fostering its language, and only loosening its super- stitions by the slow attrition of years or the growth of a new generation, Reinforcement of the foreign to our domestic population is vastly dissimilar to that of fifty years ago. Easy and cheap communication strews the margin of the Atlantic and Pacific shores with European as well as Asiatic offal, and our coasts are burdened with the duties of scavengering the weaklings and criminals of the world. The degluting and absorbing powers of the country arc astounding, yet it is evident that in its effects the overdose is political poisoning. Vast numbers from either hemisphere also come for tempo- rary staying, and like swarms of cedar-birds thresh the harvest-fields, to carry their fattening back to native homes. The labor troubles in our manufacturing and mining sections are largely generated by this cheap competition and the unreasoning semi-savagery of its ignorance. . Im- pelled by no desire for religious or political liberty, and plucking only the matured fruit of our national ’planting, it is not surprising that the temporary citizen, taking advantage of lax and easy laws, is quick to barter his ballot for costless gain, While Pennsylvania and the west are locally convulsed by imported Poles or Huns, New England is being overrun by an overflow of French Canadians. Foreign jargons are adulterating the old Anglo-Saxon tongue; the Canadian is specially iacious in retaining his provincial verbiage, preaching it in the churches and teaching it in the schools. In fact, the land of the puri- tan, and the cradle of that alert and liberty-loving race whose broad- spread footsteps have left their imprint all over the land, is a foreign and fading New England to-day. It is this composite, un-American, and shifting addition to our citizenship, with its unforgotten European tra- Dey's moah den fohty comicbooks.com