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LIFE “Phile there's Life there's Hope.” VOL. XX. JULY 7, 1892. No. 497. 28 West Twenty-Tuirp Street, New York. Published every Thurstay. $3.00 a year in advance. age to foreign countries in the Postal Union, $t.04 a year, ext Single cop Back numbers can be had by applying at this 0 ies, 10 cents. Single copies of Vols and IL. out of print. ind, $32.00; Vol. I Hiack numbers, one year old, 25 cents per copy. Vols. i, ORV. inele: sive, bound or in flat numbers, at $10.09 per volum Siibecribers wishing adgress changed will greatly facilitate matters by senting old address as well as new, Rejected contributions will be destroyed unless accompanied by a stamped and directed envelope, T would seem as though the time had arrived to write the political obituary of David B. Hill. If ever a candidate was snowed under Mr. Hill has been, The frost that he en- countered at Chicago must by this time have penetrated to his bones, and he is doubt- less fully aware of his politi- * cal demise. LIFE would & gladly be governed in his case by the charitable precept Ex de mortuis nil nist bonum, bat fore * fe unfortunately there is no good “= << that can be spoken. Mr. Hill was the representative of about all that was vicious in American politics. No deal or combine that could advance his personal fortunes was beneath his favor. No class was too vile for him to cater to. He rewarded his appointees for violations of the law that inured to his advantage. He even prostituted the pardoning power to advance his cause. It would be more charitable to let Mr. Hill sink silently into the oblivion he deserves, but his career should be emphatically called to the attention of other politicians of his school. The lesson is made stronger by the fact that Mr. Hill's successful opponent is the representative of a school of politics diametri- cally opposed to those of Mr. Hill. It seems to be a real triumph of political virtue over political vice. Mr. Cleveland may not be elected President, but Mr. Hill certainly has been quietly laid away among the back numbers of the Senate. Reguiescat in pace ! . . . T was rather hard on the Hon. Joseph Chamberlain that he should be driven from a public platform because his brother had taken the chairmanship of an investigating com- mittee which was to report on matters in which the chairman had a financial interest, but it is a fair instance of British intolerance of anything that looks like jobbery. Such a thing would not be likely to occur in this country, and we fear that, if it should, most people would rather admire the cleverness by which one of our Congressmen would direct the investi- gation of his own interests instead of intrusting the job to some one who might make an unfavorable report. . . . HE Niagara Falls hackman is a relic of the past along with the robber barons of the Rhine, the highwaymen of Hempstead Heath, the pirates of the Spanish Main and other historic cut-throats and pillagers. But if we believe the stories of visitors to the conven- tion, the Chicago hackman has succeeded to the good-will and abilities of all of these industri- ous gentlemen, Here in New York we have a pretty fair , article of hackman in the mat- 7 ter of extortion and brutality. Even a New York hackman though shrinks from imposing on a Tammany man. He finds himself in much the same position as the bunco steerer who attempted to fleece Jay Gould and he is glad to get away with his life. But the Chicago hackmen applied their energies to the Tammany crowd with such effect that the braves even forgot their defeat in the convention. HEY say that the young woman who gained the tennis championship of the United States put up a game that out- classed that of a good many male players who rank high among the amateurs. This is only another illustration of the rapid advancement of the sex. When we stop to think that it is only about twenty-five years since woman began to be emancipated, industrially and otherwise, it will be seen that she has not really had much of a chance to show what she can do. Evolution hasn’t even begun to get in its work yet, and the sex has had nothing like a fair opportunity to throw off the enervating handicap of centuries of coddling and belittlement. LiFe stands ready to wager a large, handsome doughnut that another half century will enable woman to escape the favorite reproach of misogynists to the effect that no woman has ever yet been really great in art, literature, science, or affairs. This gentry never stops to think that the woman of the past was what man made her. The woman of the future proposes to take that contract into her own hands and she has already made a fair start at it. Keep at your tennis, girls. Develop your bodies as well as your minds, and some of you will be men before your brothers. Bee g comicbooks.com