Life — June 30, 1887 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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wa ee VOL. IX. JUNE 30, 1887. No. 235. 28 West TWENTY-THIRD STREET, NEW York. Published every Thursday, $5.00 a year in advance, postage free. Single copies, ro 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. NCE more we salute the American Eagle, and feed to the noble bird those peppery confections in which he delights. The little English boys who exploded so many fire-crackers and watched so many rockets a week ago, are better of their burns by this time, and can wish themselves in the boots of our young patriots, whose gunpowder is still in prospect. Doubtless the amiable Queen of England has got so that she can sleep undisturbed once more, and all that fine squad of kings and princes have gone home; but there are fireworks left in the world for all that their royalties have seen, and a proper amount of powder will burn in honor of our national birthday. * * * HE Glorious Fourth finds us still here, and still a united nation, in spite of the efforts of the Trzbune and General Fairchild to split us up over the proposed return of the rebel flags. Why not give up General Drum in place of the flags? Our Southern brethren would not rend him, we are sure, in spite of all the malice and uncharitableness his unseasonable enterprise has stirred up against them. They are generous, and will doubtless credit him with good intentions. But Drum is not one of the administration's good angels, and this is not the first unnecessary mess that he has got it into. Is it not time that he was muffled ? * * * S for General Fairchild, let us hope someone has put him on ice somewhere, and that he has partially cooled. As a counter-irritant he is a stinging success, and Mr. Cleveland ought to be grateful to him for an intemperate | speech which has drawn public attention away from these flags. An orator of pyrotechnic methods, he shares the tendency of all fireworks—to go off too Soon, and burn the hands that hold them. * J is amusing to see the eagerness with which the esteemed Sun and many other disaffected journals have seized upon the flags incident as a political weapon. They insist * * Fie AEE tae that Mr. Cleveland is a dead injun as far as his prospects for another term go, and rush in tg take his scalp and put him beyond any chance of resuscitation. Their affected glee is pathetic, it is so,hollow. They cannot howl about nothing for a whole year. The American people are not fools, and there is plenty of time between now and next summer for even the Grand Army of the Republic to catch its breath and get its senses back. The regard of the people for Mr. Cleveland has never been based on sentimental considerations, but on their estimate of his qualities as.an executive officer. General Drum will never be his Burchard. It is too long before elec- tion for that. * * * F the Board of Visitors of the Andover Theological Seminary has expelled Professor Smyth from his pro- fessorship because he spelled his name with a “yy,” their action would at least have been comprehensible, and might have been justified. Neither of Professor Smyth’s four accomplices spells “ Smith ” with a “ y,” and neither of them was expelled. But if the Board fired Smyth on account of his religious opinions, its action was incoherent, for'Churchill, Tucker, Harris and Hincks all admitted at their trial that they think as Smyth does, but no one of them has been dis- turbed. Anyone might know that the Board that makes such an unwarranted distinction and shows so crude a'sense of justice, is the same that insists that the unwarned heathen must be damned. ‘ «¢ PUNCH & SON” is reported as the name of a firm of undertakers in Rochester. Scions, doubt- less, of the English house we know so well, who are follow- ing the family calling in a new land. | a Columbia, University of Pennsylvania, J Now, where is that Cambridge, England, crew? * * * Harvard, Hi ! Yale, urrah for you ! We are glad you won. * * * H, army of new graduates! We are looking your way. Go on and prosper, and don’t believe those croakers who tell you you don’t know anything. Most of them would give a pretty penny to have back the hopes that you may legitimately nourish. It’s a grand feeling to believe that the world has something better than ordinary that you may get, and a sorry awakening to find that you cannot get it. Here's wishing that if such an awakening comes to any of you, you may have thé’ necessary sense of humor to make it pan out sweet ! comicbooks.com