Judge — November 16, 1889 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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DETECTED IN CRIME. papa comes in)—" Why didn’t you leave it, so we could see how it looks?” hy, Mr. Luken's mustache. I peeped in through the curtain, an’ saw him tryin’ it on yer.” Napoleon. It is conceded that none of these old profligate and worn-out debauchees would have been worth the picking off were it not that they possessed the bauble of a title, not earned of any personal capacity or merit, but simply the shriveled leavings still hanging on an ancestral tree. ‘The passionate desire of the American parvenu to be engrafted on something that dates back farther than yesterday, by a purchase of a col- lateral distinction, auctioned on the market, is getting disgustingly monot- onous. It is like the old dry-cake itinerant attraction—the molasses and the dough in the gingerbread are made fascinating to the rustic by the gilding. There is nothing that so markedly exhibits the ingrain and cheap material of our millionaires as this hunger for a title. It is, however, a conscious acknowledgment that money of itself is not ennobling; that even the soiled and drizzled blood, diluted down in the degenerate descendant of some dead man of deeds, may give some- thing of a flavor of respectability. The crowd gape at conspicuousness, even if it be in an effigy, and it is evident that even the decayed end of a reputable family has a money value. ‘The common-sense of the plain American is disgusted, however, at this trading. The specimens of foreign nobility placed on exhibition make him skeptical of the Darwinian doctrine of evolution. He sees that the ancestral man, in the successions of descent, w ens into the monkey, and fears from these proposed alliances that there is little like- lihood of a rise again, Tis GIVE WELCOME arch-duke who is about to join the to the Austrian staff of a New York daily. Poor man! he is not to blame for'the inferior quality of his birth and bringing-up. see R. MOODY says persons who play progressive euchre cannot hope to go to heaven; and really the game is sin- THE PRESIDENT of the French republic gets $120,000 a year; so that France is not so much a republic after all. er [TWILL COST about a million to get Prince Murat, and when one con- siders that Papa-in-law Huntington paid from eight to ten millions for his son-in-law that seems cheap. os E DO NOT wholly object to those southern feuds which kill off en- tire families, because this is a pretty well populated world and there are lots of good men and women to take their places FEW DOUBT that Mrs, Maybrick was unjustly conv but the law is so in love with its dignity d of murder; to the little matters of reconsideration and reparation. AKEY HALL always did everything fairly well, and nothing entirely good, If he had been as exceptionally smart as Peter B. Sweeny he would have had his pockets full of gold—though in- deed he would have lost the fun of work- ing for his living. © 6he THE MANAGER of a troupe of travel- ing players with two juvenile stars s no end of trouble because of the jeal- ousies of the mothers of the stars. There is only one way. A juvenile star must never have a mother; or, if he has, it must be nominated in the bond that she died several years before he saw the light of di eee A NOBLEMAN recently convicted for small theft tried to take his life be- cause, as he said, he chose not to survive the disgrace of five years at Sing Sing. One would think the disgrace of the theft would have put the iron in his soul before the conviction. The fact of the crime, if fully immature when one considers the subdued and dignified excitement attend- ing poker and seven-up. REASSURING HIMSELF. he had been a nobleman by nature, would Mn. ConesToa (passing his hand gently over the surface) have outweighed the fact of being found —'* No one ain't stole that bunch of golden-rod yit.” out. comicbooks.com