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§ , “OMhile there's Life there's Hope.” VOL, XIV. AUGUST 22, 1889. No. 347. 28 West Twenty-THIRD STREET, New York, Published eves copies, ro cents. L, bound, vitt., 1X, Thursday, $5.00 a year in advance, postage free. Single Rack numbers can be had by applying to this office. Vol. Il, boand, $10.00; Vols: tits 1V., Va Vi. VIl., bound, or in flat numbers, at regular rates, Rejected contributions will be destroyed unless accompanied by a stamped rected envelope. Subscribers wishing address changed will greatly facilitate matters by sending old address as well as new. 1, NYE hasn't written anything from Paris that was more truly diverting than Mr. Murat Halstead’s rehearsal of the adventures of Russell Harrison in England. In extenuation of Russell's visit to royalty, Mr. Halstead explains that the young man didn’t go tagging around after the Queen asking for a meal, but that he was invited to dine with her out of compliment to his father. Mr. Lincoln went, too, Mr. Halstead says, and both he and Russell wore plain evening dress, and behaved nicely, not asking to be helped more than once to pie, or committing any bad breaks — faux pas, as Wm. Nye says now-a-days. It is a relief to know that Russell left his sombrero and red shirt in his trunk, along with those Montana manners that Col. Crosby is so eager to make him pay for. . . . UT the funniest thing that Mr. Halstead let out was how that the crown prince went to London on business, but found after he had dined at the palace that his halo wouldn't come off, and that it wasn’t etiquette for him to attend to any business as long as he stayed in town. How affecting is the picture thus presented, of a young man burn- ing with eagerness to find out about, picture-printing, but obliged by the size of his temporary destiny to maintain stained glass attitudes and an official smile. There is ample basis for the suspicion that the senate will not experience the full might of Halstead until he gets there himself, and becomes that honorable body's apologist. . . . HERE are such magnificent possibilities for differences between man and wife that when such differences arise prudent people are very slow about deciding upon hearsay which one is to blame. There may be hidden cir- cumstances about the case of Sheriff Flack which entitle that officer to more sympathy than he is getting. But'so far as appears, the sheriff is in a bad scrape, and it is a relief to find that the immaculate lambs in Tammany’'s foid are no longer in danger of rubbing up against his sooty fleece. £¢ HE ceaseless brutality of the Italians to birds is inces- sant,” writes Ouida, thereby suggesting a remedy for the sparrow nuisance. It is by offsetting one bad im- migrant by another, that the triumph of justice and American institutions must be secured. Let the Italians loose on the sparrows. Fi . . . HEODORE STANTON tells the Boston 7ranscript that he lately heard from Mrs. Gertrude Atherton, who wrote: “I have just finished my book, of about 135,000 words. It took me three weeks, which isthe quickest piece of work I ever did. 1 am almost afflicted with nervous pros- tration in consequence. But I must always write at white heat or not at all.” Mrs. Atherton will be remembered as the lady who slugged Ella Wheeler. It is a pity she should write at a white heat, whatever the alternative. We suspect the reason is that if she made her literature less rapidly she would suffer from nausea as she went along. High up on the list of persons who make one glad that Brown-Sequard has not conquered death, is the whole squad of females who write those worth- less erotic stories. They have no valid excuse for living. . . . RITING in the Chicago News about Murat Halstead Col. Eugene Field says: We have never believed that Mr. Halstead was a great journalist, but we do believe that he would make a splendid senator. Of Mr. Halstead’s integrity, sincerity and valor, we have the highest opinion, Observe, the Colonel says nothing about Mr. Halstead’s discretion. Is it because there is nothing to be said on the subject? . . . HICAGO rips out openly at New York and tries to get the Columbus fair away from her v7 ef pecuniiis, by bluff and bidding. Sly Boston lies low, and disguises her jealousy. Few persons know that she is employing savants to prove beyond chance of doubt that Leif Ericksen’s tracks were the first made by foreign boots in American mud. Eben Hosford, a Cambridge man, feels sure of it already, and by the time New York's money is up on Columbus, the proofs will be ready to appear. . . . ORPORAL TANNER is doubtless glad that there are so many fools and rascals in this country that no one man can hold public attention very long at atime. Never- theless Tanner is not altogether forgotten. The Republican party may discover at the regular quadrennial accounting with the voters of this country that Corporal Tanner’s efforts to turn the treasury surplus over to the Grand Army of the Republic, do not meet with general approval. comicbook s.com