Life — June 9, 1887 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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“OPhile there's Life there's Hope.” VOL.IX. JUNE 9, 1887. No. 232. 1155 Broapway, New York. Published every Thursday, $5.00 a year in advance, postage free. Single copies, 10 cents. Back numbers can be had by applying to this office. Vol. I., $1.50 per number; Vol. II., 25 cents per number ; Vols. III., IV., V., VI., VII. and VIII. at regular rates. Rejected contributions will be destroyed unless accompanied by a stamped and directed envelope. UNE brings the summer—not merely in the calendars, but really and truly in the weather office and the hat stores. circulation may vaunt themselves securely on the heads of their wearers, and now any stray cold wave which lowers the temperature enough to make their raiment insufficient for the human frame may expect to be met with objurgation and righteous complaint. Whit-Sunday has passed, and the German picnic season has set in. Whoever failed (as we suppose some hundreds of thous- ands of our fellow-citizens in Gotham did fail) to get out into the country on Decoration Day, and fill his lungs with brand- new air, let slip a chance that should not have been neglected. Americans cannot learn too soon, from their German foster- brothers, to make the most of their holidays, and recruit themselves, whenever they get a chance, with country air and rural scenes. Even a German's allowance of beer will hardly hurt them if they spend the day out of doors. * * * ARRY the news to Mr. Dorscheimer that a kit of bur- glar’s tools was found in a Buffalo lumber-yard last week, wrapped up in a copy of the New York World! The proprietor had hidden them, while he went out on other business. No doubt the tools are Mr. Pulitzer's. The World is his paper, and the clue could hardly have been more convincing, unless the tools had been found in a copy of his shirt, marked with his name. The editor of the World was believed to be in Europe. Now, what is his errand in Buffalo with those tools? Having a successful daily journal on his hands, with all its legitimate means of blackmail, he doesn’t need to steal. He cannot be bent on vulgar robbery. No; he must be looking up Mr. Dorscheimer's record, and he must have provided the kit of tools so as to get at it in- formally if necessary. It is not possible that the Svar's editor has suspected something of this nature, and that that is why he no longer cares to prosecute his enquiries into the I”or/d editor's war record, Now the straw hats which have been sneaking into- HE college oarsmen begin to get some attention. Har- vard has four shells, two of them brand-new, and one of the two a fresh importation from England, but the aquatic bears deny that the “beef” which she intends to put into them is good beef. Harvard's stock is low, and so is Colum- bia’s, and Yale men say that they have to give long odds in the wagers they make these days. If Harvard is to row the Englishmen she must win at New London, and it is the plain duty of Yale and Columbia to see that she does, even though they have to paint themselves red and do it for her. * * * HE President takes an early outing this year, but he seems to be taking it with energy and benefit. There are no more stories latterly about his waning health. Every prospect pleases, as far as Mr. Cleveland is concerned. * * * OR the sake of those who cannot go far, and for the every-day use of all of us, let us encourage the author- ities of Central Park to keep that resort as green and fresh as is possible. Thank you, Mr. Mayor, for your protest against the proposed assignment of the Park to the excellent New York Militia. The resentment which the proposition has called forth, and your indignant letter to the Governor, will doubtless protect our cockney playground. * * * ND isn’t it queer and solemn, by the way, how this oppressed city of New York has not the privilege of self-government, but must be forever trotting up to Albany on the legs of its emissaries to ask the Governor or the legisla- ture to let us enjoy our own after our own devices. Gotham, situated as it is between its board of aldermen and the legis- lature, is constantly in a frame of mind to be envious of that mythical personage who got between the devil and the deep sea. It is something, though, to have a mayor. More power to your elbow, Mr. Hewitt! * * * 1 ase congratulates the able co-editor of the Crztzc on still having a serviceable neck. * * * Boas being under a temporary cloud, the big- gest men in Europe to-day are Bismarck and Buffalo Bill. The imagination cannot compute what our William’s requirements will be when he gets back home, but it might be worth while to offer him the mission to the Court of St. James. The Queen admires him, all polite England is daft about him, he is solid with the masses, and at the same time he is an authentic American and very popular at home. If any other candidate for the shoes of Mr. Phelps can show half as many strong points as William let his friends produce him. ~ comicbooks.com