Judge — June 13, 1903 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT THE PARKER BUILDING, FOURTH AVE, AND NINETEENTH ST., NEW TORK. Wastaxn Avverrisinc Orrice—828 Mar- quette Building, Chicago, Hk. Terms to Subscribers. UNITED STATES AND CANADA IN ADVANCE. Ove copy, one year, or sanumbers- = tt One copy, six months, or numbers = = = One copy, for thirteen weeks ew Tncluding the Cnxistmas Juoce. FOREIGN SUBSCRIPTIONS—To all foreign countries in the postal union, $6.00 a year. EUROrEAN SALes-acnnts—/nternational news company, Bream's building, Chancery lane, E.G. London. Brentands, avenue de F Opera, Paris; Saarbach's news exchange, Mains, ‘ormany. The Intringes CONTRIBUTORS au: otherwise retuca ould in every instance be written upoe its i sper. laclosure of stamps to the fall am t return of material not accepted. upon a separate of postage is also required. to insure sate JAPITAL AND LABOR seem to be having a pretty hard time of it, inasmuch as their violent and never-ceasing efforts to come and stay together, not entirely for hygienic purposes, but to acquire the shekels of gold and silver that make the au- tomobile go appear to be worse than futile. This wedding of capital and labor so devoutly to be wished will never be solemnized so long as the walking delegate flourishes to keep them separate and apart. This industrial monstrosity seems to have been appointed by fate for the infernal pur- pose of stirring up strife and discord in the ranks that should know harmony and the prosperity that is born of harmony. He is not a lovely crea- ture to look upon, and his methods and aims are such as to make him eminently eligible for striped clothing and a bread-and-water diet. The walk- ing delegate should get his walking-papers forth- with. He is an enemy of society and a menace to everything that bears the most distant relationship to progress and decency. As such he should be quickly and securely muzzled and suppressed like a rabid dog. or hit on the head like a rattlesnake and brought to an abrupt end in the style that is known as record-breaking. HOW HE WORKED IT. Mr. Stouter couldn't quite reach the slot to put his penny In, but— ——he was a man of resourcefulness. HE Democratic party is at the present time doing some first-class floundering and wallowing. And it is quite plain, even to the near-sighted, that it does not feel quite certain that it is still alive and has a mission. It is a party of promise, but not of fulfill- ment. It sets out to do great things and achieves nothing, though it has an option on the whirl- wind of public dis- approval. Itliveson the memory of Jack- son, who would not be a Democrat if living. It is all past and no present or future. It hasn’t an issue, and it has not a banner-bear- er. It is out in the cold, and its ears are frozen and its tears are icicles of despair. And still it raises its feeble pipe and makes known the fact that it wants a leader. It is only too true—it does Mr. Satan—" Dad burn that subway! need a leader, as it ting the insomnia something horrible. never needed alead- at all.” er before; and in : looking over their presidential timber it can find many who will lead it to defeat but not to victory. It is a stranded party. It is laid out cold, and the ravens are shrieking the joys of anticipation as they hover over and circle hungrily around the carcass of the traditional donkey. AUGUST and sphinx-like in his dumb repose, Old Uncle David dreams at Wolfert’s Roost, And sighs and sweats and wrings his wrinkled hands, While in mute anguish, with both ears up-cocked, He listens for the call that ne’er arrives. HIS COMPLAINT. I'm get- can't sleep The golf-ball whizzes gayly o’er the areen, Where roams in peace the map-be- spotted beeve. The player hunts the ball and climbs the fence, And roots around and madly puffs and pants, And seeks nepenthe in the pocket: flask, Which means, as sure as fate, that’s ever sure, That summer biz beside the twink- ling sea And at the mountain-top is open wide, E’en as the landlord’s shark- and wolf-like jaws. The leaf-fringed bowl upon the ur- ban pave Will soon the urchin lure, although he may Not have an eye or spirit that is Greek. ’Tis then the lasso through the air will fly And stop instanter, like a shot, the dog And quickly cause his eyes to bag and bulge And sparkle in a frenzied ecs- tasy. comicbooks.com