Judge — December 28, 1889 — page 3: what you’re looking at

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its welfare dear can well say “A merry Christmas.”” The ominous shadow of a thrice-tried disastrous political experiment is lifted and dispersed. The menace of financial serfdom to foreign interests is * dispelled. The home market, the broadest and best, is still our own, Business serenity, from certainty of policy, displaces the Boulangerism of the Demo- cratic disturbance, of which, dreading the beginning, none could prophesy the aim or end. The Repub- lican St. Nicholas hangs on the national Christmas- tree the choicest of gifts—to the laborer, wages that mean something for the little ones and comfort for the home; bids the manufacturer whir- his wheels to a Christmas chime; and spires the Christ- mas firs with a pennant no weak diplomacy will sully or lower, the “glorious starry flag.” y. 4, A GREAT WAVE of influenza is passing over Europe; so that when the king sneezes his loyal subjects do not have to take snuff. THE LAWYERS in the Cronin case talked for weeks. The most amazing part of the business is that the jurors have not died or gone to a lunatic asylum. ee «66 RILLY” CHANDLER talks for party reform, and the Democratic press abuses him almost as much as if he went to church and engineered a ee Mx. Bart MILLER (gunning down at Asheville) —* You're the worst one I ever shot over! Why Sunday-school. you go into the bushes and hunt instead of dancing around me like that ?” ISS CALDWELL speaks tenderly of Prince Murat, and intimates that the marriage may come off yet. But she had better look out. Some enterprising auctioneer may put him up and knock him down to the highest widder. eae SeTHE BLUE and the gray.” says a contemporary, “joined hands over Jefferson Davis's coffin-lid.” It was so, and no harm done; but if the dead man had had the power he would have forbidden the union. is the Christmas time, however—and what splendid fighting Jefferson did for the old tlag in Mexico. ILLIAM L. SCOTT will build a mausoleum costing $40,000. William is the most generous man to himself we ever heard of. He'll probably buy many Christmas turkeys for his starving miners, and keep them on ice until their bones are picked with his own teeth, Such a man as that deserves a $40,000 mausoleum, and mighty quick too. Phwat ails yure probiscis, Halliga Th’ ould woman tied a bit ay. shtr it so's Oi wouldn’ fergit th’ carph-drops on me way hom N ONE DAY six hundred bills were introduced in the senate. There is a great surplus in the treasury, but what docs it amount to in comparison with the surplus of law? BABY McKEE has been a source of inspiration to the Democratic press anxious for somebo¢ to pitch into; but never mind—may the baby a full stocking and stomach too. HE FRIGHT occasioned by the advent of Mr. Blaine into the cabinet, lest he do something un- wise, has given place to the most abject despair because he absolutely refuses to do it. ONGR recently celebrated Washington again, George has a longer and more numer- ous memory hereabouts than any other man that ever lived; but we shall drop him for Columbus presently. ha AHONE is one of those men, according to an exchange, who never know they are beaten. ‘The trouble is that Mahone’s stripes are on the bare SUCH IS FAME. back, and as he can’t see them he thinks they were = Nauoury Roocers (as H. McKeane Mistayer of the Shakespeare traveling aggregation is waiting given to some other man, Jer his Sunday dinner) —"* Git on td’ tree of a kind, Josey.” . comicbooks.com