Judge — July 12, 1890 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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PUBLISHED ONCE A WEEK. W. J. Avnet Balitor ; TERMS TO SUBSCKIE One copy, one year.or s2 numbers = §3.0c One copy, six months, of 26 numbers = "3-50 One copy: forty weeks ess 18 Including the Cweistaas Juncn. 1. M. Guncony. FOREIGN SUBSCRIPTION it fer $6 a years HE JUDGE PUBLISHING COMPANY (JUDGE ItciLIINe), Cor. Fifth Ave. and 16th St., New York BR We cuarantec advertizers a larger circulation at cheaper rates than any other The forcn 14 fon tate at Fentano's, 17 Avenue de LOpera, P so Strand, London and at Brentano's, HE DEMOCRATIC IDEA—Free trade, free whisky, free fight, and free silver. WHEN DB. HILL thinks it's time to write a letter he goes off and makes a speech, R. QUAY took his case to the people who best knew him, and they credited him with an alibi. HE ROSE. has been voted the favorite flower of this state, and the golden-rod has gone back to its pickle. S THE VIEW of the Louisiana lottery company every legislature ind the only question mount. has its price, is as to th ACTS are not necessarily of The thing how to handle them when you give your evidence. great importance, is to know HE FACT that a woman has beaten the senior wrangler at Cambridge shows again that the mouth is mightier than the sword THE INTELLECT of Cornell as won a boaterace from the of Yale and Columbia, and the yells over the victory are scholarly and ornate intellects RESERVATION SURGEON —' Iiawatna—* Indian corn, HE NEW CRUISER, the Phila- delphia, is the fastest war-ship in the world; and it is so comfortable when one is in trouble to know how to get away from “HE EDITOR of the Voice asks, “Is liquid hell a fit article of com- merce or not?” The gentleman mast have got the bottle with the wrong label on it ‘SVE. ARE Democratic and do not face both ways," says the Albany Times. That's right, my boy. When you are on the run keep your eye on the means to escape and let the pursuer take care of himself. Ir THE CENSUS of this city had been taken as a Democratic measure We are convinced that the figures would have told some beautiful and harmonious lies; and as a work of art the result is therefore a lamentable failure. EORGE W. McCRARY is d unusually cheerful lately. He was secretary of ws We observe that the Sw has been Mr. McCrary was worthy of all respect. under President Hayes, and is said to have sug- gested the electoral commission of 1876, a ee n-in-the-face stabbed her husband because THE SQUAW of Mr. Ra he had taken another woman to his wigwam; and in remarking that eiviliz Rain-in-the-face, but to the sole lady who has a right to his name. ion is taking possession of the Indian we refer not to Mr. HIS AILM Well, what's the matter with you?" ULTRA temperance man can find a world of consolation in the remark of the St. Paul Globe tl no supreme-court decision can compel a man to drink original packages.” As another authority has remarked with great determination, “This is a free country, and you m any of your old tyranny down my throat.” THE SHAME OF LOUISIANA. F COURSE the Louisiana lottery company buys the legislature of Louis It pays $1,250,000 a year for twenty-five yenrs for it. outside of the recompense to individual members of the legislature. It has yet to be determined whether the voters of Louisiana can be bought for the villainy, but a few millions more is of small account with a com- pany that really owns the state. The vast revenue of the company comes. largely, however, from the states outside of Louisiana, It is in their pow- er to break up this tremendous villai longer submit to the lottery company’s v: can work the reparation by | it. Will they? Alll they have to do is to refuse to t system of robbery. Congress w; but if it does not do it the states can do GODFATHERING. [TIS REALLY not usual for yodfathers to give godchildren ten thou- sand dollars apiece. When there is no relationship between the child and the giver or the giver and the parents it looks odd. When there is no understanding —nothing but the bare giving and taking—it is so astounding that there is really no accounting for it—no accounting except that which Mr. and Mrs. Croker did when they put thee money to their own use. Ab, what a curious world it is and what « totally un- selfish, generous man Hugh Grant ! ‘The only wonder is that he doesn't get a chariot ot fire and xo to heaven before he dies. is OUR LITTLE BLUE- RIBBON ESSAY. ee TAK HE WORLD as you find it, and then worl General Sherman in a brief address to some girl graduates. ‘That 's very good advice for anybody. ‘The mis- take of egotism, sometimes of hon- est ability, is to be shocked at the weakness of the world and give effort to its reform. But the globe is too cumbersome to handle, It is as honest and able as it can afford to be, and reforms come to it slowly and at long intervals. ‘The bright- est men and women cannot shape it to their will. They must shape themselves to its ways, work with it, act with it, and content themselves with small expectations and smaller realizations. ‘Tact wins where force fails; and work is so great a recompense in itself that no man or woman can live happily without it, whether it bring them much, little, or nothing at all, THE AFTERNOON NAP, HERE IS A LULL after the fourth of July. It is hot ahd drowsy. The bee hums all the day long, and that somnolency sends you to the hammock. You read or smoke, but principally sleep, to awake lan- guidly for lazy protest against the investigating bug and the impending mosquito, Iusiness sleeps. Of politics there is nothing. There are excursions with dripping brow and unsatisfactory beer. On some hot nights there are string bands, and women in white dancing with each other to slow music, for lack of the other sexual element. On long after- noons a few go listiessly to the sea to bathe, and return unrefreshed be- cause of the exertion. ‘The roads are white with heat. The dust rises in clouds. The hand-organ and the hurdy-gurdy vex the soul, There is no There is fatigue regardless of laziness. The brook has run dry and the sea laps the beach lazily. The thermometer has gone up till it has forgotten to climb. ‘There is one fierce thing in this desert of discomfort. It comes down upon you like a wolf on the fold. It is all life, all eagerness. It bites. Is this fever that runs through your veins? Is this the beginning of the hereafter? A bite on the eyelid. tion of intense heat. A vicious swing at your exposed nostril. ayell. Why should a merciful God have created that fly? air stirring. A sensa- A leap, comicbooks.com