Judge, 1891-02-21 · page 3 of 16
Judge — February 21, 1891 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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This page contains satirical commentary and illustrations, though specific figures aren't clearly identified in the visible text. **"The Hidden Washingtons"** section discusses how great men's private lives remain unknown—suggesting contrast between public personas and private conduct. The author notes that Washington's modest character and lack of publicity likely concealed more greatness than publicized actions reveal. The main illustration titled **"Cheap Illumination"** appears to depict a social scene with exaggerated character expressions, typical of Judge's satirical style mocking social pretension or intimate relationships. The lower illustrations **"With a Vengeance"** show winter sledding scenes with humorous captions about sledding styles, likely satirizing class differences or social behaviors of the era. Without clearer contextual markers, the specific political targets remain uncertain.
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JUDGE MB: EYRAUD has lost his head. Mr. Dana thinks Governor Hillis in the same trouble, or will be as soon as the Sun gets its knife ready. MB. CORNWALLIS said directly after the sucrender to our George, “That settles me, Hereafter bear in mind that Cornwallisn’t.” Then he climbed a fence, put his face in his hands, and wept profusely. A COMPLAINT has been made to the new editor of the Saratagian that he doesn’t publish enough death notices. The former editor, the notorious David Ritchie, never went to press without a new and inter- esting death if he had to furnish the corpse himself. ard THE LOWLAND BEAUTY for whom G. W. sighed like a furnace was so chagrined after her rejection of him and during his subsequent greatness that she frequently expressed a desire to be a British army in order to get her- self soundly whipped. A EADY who writes for the newspapers says the presi- dent's private life is absolutely colorless—she can’t find anything in it worth writing about. We have frequently told Mr. Harrison that if he would occasionally dance a jig or slide on his ear he Would be much more interesting. THE HIDDEN WASHINGTONS. WE SUPPOS here are as wise and great men to-day as ever Washington was. There were during the period of his greatness. He, like Grant and most other generals, was to some extent the creature of circumstances—they came to him and he took them in, The most conspicuous excep- tion to the rule was the first Napoleon, who created circum- stances according to his desire, and went out of an accumu- lation of facts that he finally couldn't control. Greatness generally exists without the knowledge of its possessor. That modest man attributes his success to accident or the gener- osity of events, But the commonplace man recognizes noth- ing in events beyond the conventional primrose; or else he goes to the other. extreme and keeps there until circum- Wrezouriny = Lexie! bask al tbei light of) oes dear es tance, finding him a fool, knocks him out. Washington was Her Para (from above)—" Young man, if you'd only use the light of her eyes my not oppressed by privacy or appalled by publicity. He was gas bill wouldn't be so dear!” the same calm, thoughtful, modest man whether famous or obscure—the kind of man that trusts in Providence, and in himself as a _ of greatness that will never be heard from. ‘There is no mutual-admita- natural result. There are more opportunities for greatness than there tion business between the reader and ourselves; but he and we love ob- were in his day, but there are more great men to take advantage of them, scurity and understand each other. Possibly that fact will be demon- While there is more of greatness that is known there is doubtless more strated at some one of the impending caucuses. CHEAP ILLUMINATION, WITH A VENGEANCE. Boy on Step (lo old chap it )—"" Say, have you got onto thi stes'hini) "Yes: ” nyt of clea?” (osela chap ix free) Aca R iN atlanta deh Oxp Gent (as sled strikes him)—" Yes ; 1 am onto it,