Judge — March 30, 1901 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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Sidge- PUBLISHED 0: AT THE JUDG: E A WEEK BUILDING. Terms to Subscribers. nrrap Staves AND CANADA Im aDvaNea, ‘One copy, one year, or $2 numbers One copy, six months, or 36 numbers She copy, for thirteen weeks = cioding the Coatstaas Juco FOREIGN SUBSCRIPTIONS — To att foreign countries in the postal union, $6.00 a yetn ry Bright, manager, Boyce building, Chicage international mews company building, Chancery lane, de Opira, Paris: Saavback's news exchange, Maine, Germany, CORNER FIFTH AVENUE AND SIXTEENTH STREET, NEW YORK. (27 Circulation larger than any other cartoon weekly Ia the world. ARR [F~ NOTICE TO PUBLISHERS.—The contents of Juocs are protected by copyright in both the United States and Great Britain. Infringement of this copyright will be promptly and vigorously prosecuted. CONTRIBUTORS must inclose a stamped and self-addressed envelope with all manuscripts, otherwise retura of the latter whea found unavailable cannot be guar- antced. THERE S ASUINALDO'S UN- CLE has been ap- pointed governor of Bu- lacan Province, in the Philippines, His aunties continue to reside in Bos- ton, Mass. eee THE PARTNERS ina Staten Island fishery concern have yielded to the demands of their fish- ermen, who struck for more pay just as the shad season was setting in. These capitalists are afraid of their own shadders. EZUELA to pay, and a whole lake of pitch hot! HARVARD _under- graduate sat amidst smoke, flames and hose- deluge and played Harvard” on his piano while Trinity Hall, the col- lege dormitory building, was burning. He was justly regarded as a hero, not a Nero, ADA YACCO, the wonderful little tra- gedienne from Tokio, has conquered Paris with J pan-ease. No less emi- nent a dramatic critic than Jules Clarétie, the director of the Comédie Frangaise, has epigrammatically declared: Duse is the actress of Italy; Sarah Bernhardt is the actress of France; but Sada Yacco is the actress of the world.” Winow Jones. died a year ago, and "— A NEW YORKER is suing for divorce because his wife called him “an old bull,"*"a dog.""“‘a liar,” “an unprincipled scoundrel,” “a lickspittle cur,” “a lying s snipe,"““a miserable pupp Ha jack: “a viper,” “an idiot,” « and “a smooth-faced hypo- crite." He says these epithets as applied to himself are cruel and libelous, though he acknowledges that he is a publisher. beggar,” +6 A CABLE RATE of fifty-five cents a word from China, and of far more from the Philippines,” remarks Whitelaw Reid in his Yale lecture on the newspaper of to-day, “does not check the full daily report.” Bless you, no! Quite the contrary. The newspaper space-rate is only six dollars a column, and the desk-men who write those full daily cable reports in the back office can give imagination its fling without much fear of being contradicted by the real facts at fifty-five cents and far more a word. NOT HER FAULT. “I would willingly marry you, Mr. Mushley; but my frst dear husband only Mk, Mustttey—"'I know, dear madam ; but—er—that wasn't your fault, you know.” HENRY WATTERSON ON THE FLAG. PATRIOTIC, loyal and true, ringing with the chivalrous spirit and ex- pression so characteristic of its distinguished author, Colonel Watter- son's editorial leader in the Louisville Couréer-Journal on the text of the anti-imperialistic cartoon contributed by the Hon. William Jennings Bryan to JUDGE notable and significant utterance. It also reads a lesson to Mr. Bryan which we hope he will take to heart. Having set forth a superbly imaginative word-picture of American empire, Colonel Watterson admits that somehow we don’t fear the monster, so long as we have “the spirit of Democracy, the genius of Republicanism,” to keep the nation raight. “And so, dear Mr. Bryan,” he adds, “let us pluck up heart, a lick or two. This sort of thing does not suit us; not a particle; we agree on that... .. Yet, let us be wary still... . . In one sense, Imperialism is here to stay.’ This Uncle Sam of ours, this Brother Jonathan, grown to his full stature, has had a taste of blood. He has felt the touch of his manhood. There is no stopping him until he has sown his wild oats and seen the error of his ways. It 1s very wrong; but he is going to have his fling, and, when it is ended—if haply it should be ended whilst he retains the health and strength of historic youth, his moral nature yet intact, nor his sense of right and wrong wholly debauched and blunted-—these outly- ing territories will still be ours; for good or ill, ours; for weal or woe, ours; the flag above them never tocome down. Let us make no mistake in this, Mr. Bryan... . - Stand by the truths of the Declaration of Independence. Stand by the mandates and the limitations of the Con- stitution, But stand also by the flag. Don’t let them write us down against the flag. Don't let us seem to be opposed to the flag. ‘The Declaration, yes. The Constitution, yes! But, ever and ever, and late and early, and right or wrong, the flag, the flag, the flag!" You are all right, Colonel Watterson! and JubGE herewith extends to you the same invitation that Mr, Bryan accepted— namely, that you shall say your say, as he said his, in a cartoon, which JUDGE will undertake to execute faithfullyaccording to your specifications, and to pub- lish. Will you do it? SE SAAC M. GREGORY, for nearly twenty years past editor of JUDGE, died March sth, in the sixty- filth year of his age. The humor, gayety, chivalry and kindliness which per- vaded his work, all the world knows; but only his immediate associates are aware how truly those out- ward traits reflected the great heart, the innate nobleness of character, of the man himself in his daily walks of life. He was a gentle, genial, generous spirit, who made no ene- mies and never lost a friend. Mr. Gregory was perhaps the last notable exemplar—in New York, at least—of the school of journalistic facetiousness and fun which flourished a gen ‘0, when Petroleum V. Nasby was a political oracle, and “the Danbury News man” made jokes for the mill- ions, and the Burlington /fazwkeye became a household word through the paragraphic scintillations of “Bob” Burdette. But, like these and a few others of his contemporaries, his individuality was superior to passing fads of mode and style; and he put into his skits on “current topics” a deal of sound sense and quaint philosophy which in effect will long outlive its ephemeral form. Born in Johnstown, N. Y., Mr. Gregory was during the greater part of his life identified with newspapers of more or less promi- nence in the middle and western sections of this State, including the Fulton County Democrat, Rochester Democrat and Chronicle, Buflalo Express, and Troy Wiig (now Troy Record). In the early eighties he settled in New York City, where for a time he edited the illustrated Dazly Graphic, previous to taking the position on JUDGE which he occupied until the day of his death. The pessimistic saying to the effect that there is no man but can be replaced when he dies, falls far short of justification as regards Isaac M. Gregory. W. Je Ae comicbooks.com