Life — October 23, 1884 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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228 BOOMLETS. R. BLAINE wishes it distinctly understood that in case i of his election to the Presidency he has no intention of changing the name of the country to the Be-Nighted States. . . . BOWERY Museum advertises a curiosity which is half man and half Leyden Jar. It is strongly suspected that he belongs to the Demi-John family. . * . RS. BLAKE, the lecturess, opposes Mrs. Lockwood, the Woman's Rights Candidatess for the Presidency. With such opposition in her own camp Mrs. Lockwood will probably remain a Lawyeress. . . . R. POMEROY, the American Prohibitionist, has with- drawn owing to the supposed relationship between him and Pomeroy Sec, well known as the gentleman who spells campaign with an H in it. . . . T is to be presumed that the Presidential shoes which Mr. St. John hopes to fill are Pumps. . . . TCHE American Political Alliance has run away without paying his board bill. , Sensible man! He who lives to run away may live to run some other day. . . . HE Republican Campaign Committee have hard work to meet their current expenses. The Butler canvass has been no inconsiderable item in the Blaine expense ac- count. . . . T is said by those who have seen O'Donovan Rossa and the Central Park Chimpanzee together, that Darwin's theory of a Missing Link is not so absurd an affair after all. . . . “TE Times in its Rail-Road news asks the apparently irrelevant question, “Is Reading On Its Last Legs?” Cela depend! \f our esteemed contemporary refers to the Reading of the N. Y. Sua the chances are that it is. . . . E are not surprised that Alderman Grant accepts. It 's a way Grants have. . . . R. ST. JOHN will probably draw largely from the float- ing population. . * . HE following telegram from Logan to Blaine, apropos of the recent struggle in Ohio, vindicates that gentle- man’s English and shows the marvelous control he has over dead languages. J. G. BLAINE, Meanderingville, Ohio. Ohio's went for us. In hunk Singulo Vinctis. up again. Set ‘em J. ALL. LITERARY PATENT MEDICINE. QUACKS. E VER since the success of that very pious anc melodra- matic novel, “ Barriers Burned Away,” the public have almost annually been inflicted with a similar concoction of love and religion by the same author. And, what is more strange, the public buys the nostrum in unlimited quantities. The latest brand is called “A Young Girl's Wooing.” (None genuine without E. P, Roe’s name stamped on the bottle.) . * . T may interest an unregenerate public to know that the proportion of Love to Religion in the present brand is about 99 to 1; but that one part is deemed sufficient by author and publisher to commend the‘article to most of the Sunday School librarians in the country. The ninety-nine parts of double distilled love will appeal to the mawkish tastes of the young girls and boys who are supposed to imbibe moral sentiments only from the pages. The non-essential ingredients of the book are puffs for Santa Barbara as a health resort, and the Catskills as affording numberless op- portunities for love-making, together with a varied assortment of ghastly puns.—The first edition of 25,000 has been ex- hausted, and yet there are some people who assert that there is no representative American novelist ! . * * UDGE TOURGEE is another of our successful literary J patent medicine men. While E. P. Roe hawks about his panaceas for the heart, Judge Tourgée devotes his atten- tions to the aches and pains of the nation. His latest pre- scription, “An Appeal to Czsar,” is intended to set the country right on the negro question. It is a matter of con- gratulation that Judge Tourgée has not attempted to sugar- coat his dose by passing it off as a novel. There are a few valuable pages in the book—the statistical tables compiled from the last census. The amount of reliance to be placed on any of Judge Tourgée’s opinions may be inferred from the fact that before Blaine’s nomination he pronounced the plumed knight utterly unfit for the presidency, and after the convention went on the stump advocating his election. The | Tribune has semi-officially received him back to the fold. * Drocu. BOOKS RECEIVED. HE Shadow of Fokn Wallace, by L. Clarkson, Stokes & Allen, N.Y. White, London Lyrics, by Vrederick Locker. White, Stokes & Allen, Uncle Sam's Farm, its tenants and their views in 1884, by | one of them, Wynkoop & Hallenbeck, N.Y. comicbooks.com