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This page primarily contains **"The Two Roses," a poem by James** about romantic longing, accompanied by reader letters to Puck's editor rather than editorial cartoons. The letters address various 1858 controversies: Mr. Brutus denies involvement in a maladjustment-of-justice case in Jerusalem; the Duke of Normandy responds to accusations about conquering competitors; and Henry Stanley disputes claims he crossed Africa or discovered Livingston. Christopher Columbus's "discovery" is humorously challenged—a correspondent insists he didn't discover America and doesn't know who did. Secretary of State Evarts defends himself against rumors of a damaging private letter. The satire here is **epistolary rather than visual**: Puck amplifies absurd public denials and self-justifications to mock the era's notable figures and their defensive posturing.

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THE TWO ROSES. - Y love, my May, and I one day, Enchanted with the weather, Walked through the shade of woodland glade In bliss, because together. . Said sweetheart May, ‘Look love, I pray T looked, and saw her bending A rose-bush o'er, her beauty more Than earthly radiance lending Unto the flower, whose hue the power Of heaven was spent in blending. ‘Two roses grew, but only two, In solitary splendor Upon the bush—I made a rush ‘To pluck and then to render ‘Them unto whom their earthly bloom Could offer no comparing; But “Stay, oh stay!" said sweetheart May, “Nor pluck them; for by sparing They two will blow till winter’s snow, Your love and mine declaring!” My love, my May, and I one day, While winter winds were blowing, Came to the place where once in grace ‘Two flowers we loved were growing; But gone was one, and low upon ‘The mossy rock was lying, ‘The other, filled with dew distilled From Evening’s vase, was sighing, As though it wept the friend who slept, And murmured at his dying. «An evil sign, dear sweetheart mine,” I said; ‘* what is its meaning?” “Tt may portend, what heaven forefend It does not, that the gleaning Of Death is nigh, when you or I Must here be left a-sighing.”” And as I spoke, my voice it broke In sobs—and almost crying— I blush to say—I looked at May To list her sweet replying. My love, my May, what did she say? She said: « My dear, these flowers Were bruised by fate when separate, For one, by all the powers Of Nature torn, now lies forlorn Upon the sod expiring; « The other, left of friend bereft, Of life is quickly tiring. The lesson’s plain—then why remain A two, when, by aspiring To marriage, we a one shall be, Each other’s hopes inspiring?” * * * * Tis passing strange, a wondrous change Has come upon the flower, Once all alone—for there have grown And bloomed—a heaven-sent dower— Tuner, blossoms fair, of beauty rare, Anear the parent stem; 'Twas just to-day, I went with May And calmly looked on them; “A prophecy!” said I, and she— She blushed, and sighed, “Ahem!” Jaxce. WHAT NEXT? R. TILDEN having very properly de- JN S~ directly, with the cipher dispatches, several other prominent persons have followed *suit by repudiating their connection with trans- actions with which their names have hitherto been inseparably connected. nied being concerned, directly or in- | ‘These communications have been addressed solely to Puck—they are not so long as Mr. Tilden’s letter, but they are quite as emphatic and unequivocal in their denial, ‘The first is from Mr. M. J. Brutus, formerly a prominent citizen of Rome. Mr. Brutus’s DiscLaimer. Rome, Oct. 10, 1878. Ave! Puci For many years I have allowed a report to gain currency that I, associated with Messrs. Casca, Cassius and others, was instrumental in sticking a dagger under the fifth rib of General Julius Cesar. This was in 44 8.c. I always looked upon the accusation as too absurd for serious consideration, and have not even striven to live it down; but now I think I have allowed a sufficient time to elapse to prove to the world at large how utterly unfounded is the charge. However, I now, once and for all, deny having had anything, directly or indirectly, to do with the matter. I never spoke to the General in my life—scarcely knew that such a person ex- isted—and only saw him on one occasion, at a Martha Washington ‘Tea Party in the Forum. Vale! Puck. Marcus Junius Brutus. ‘THe Duke oF Normanby Speaks. Mantes, Oct. 10, 1878, A Mons, Puck: Why will people persist in styling me William the Conqueror? They have done it now for more than eight hundred years, I am not aware that I ever conquered anything or anybody. As for saying that I was present at the battle of Hastings in 1066, it is a vile calumny and a gratuitous insult to my dear friend Mr. Harold Godwin. Receive, Mons. Puck, the assurance of my | very distinguished consideration. WituiaMm. Dipy’r Cross AFRICA, HeraLp Bertav, Paris, Oct, 10, 1 10 the Editors of Puck: Gents—Many persons have seen fit to accuse me of crossing Africa and finding the late Dr. Livingston. ‘There is not a particle of truth in such statements. I never crossed Africa in my life, and so far from finding Livingston, I was not aware that such a person was ever lost. It is a base fabrication to injure me in the eyes of Mr. Bennett. Henry M. Srantey. New York, Oct. 18, 1878. Sir—To you, sir, I am sure I need not apolo- gize for the freedom I have used in addressing you, but when distorted facts are allowed to be scattered broadcast throughout the length and breadth of this extensive country it behooves those who have it in their power to prove that these facts are not entitled to that appellation, | to enter con amore into the subject, in spite of insuperable obstacles, and bring them into the sacred haven of truth, which naturally suggests | to me, without further preface, that certain un- | principled politicians have cruelly alleged that I am Secretary of State—and I wish to say in regard hereto, that I give such a preposterous assertion my positive, absolute, emphatic, broad, | round, explicit, marked, distinct, decided, dog- matic, formal, solemn, categorical, peremptory, predicable, pronunciative,. unretracted denial. I have the honor to be, Sir, Yours very respectfully, Wa. M, Evarrs. Caxp FROM Pontius PILATE. JeRusaLem, Oct. 21, 1878, Yo Mr. Editor of Puc, greeting: My attention has just been called to the fact that a widespread ‘rumor has for some time existed, connecting me with an unfortunate case of maladministration of justice which oc- curred in one of the district courts of this city about, I think, the year 36 or 37 of the pres- ent era. After proper deliberation, I think it due to my position to state that I had not the slightest knowledge of the affair at the time it occurred, I have always made it a rule not to -have any dealings with the residents of this city, further than in the item of cast-off garments, As to this particular case, I never saw the gentleman in my life; never spoke to him, and if any unpleasantness took place, it was with- out my consent or concurrence, I remain, dear sir, very truiy yours, P. Pate, Military Governor of Jerusalem. ‘Tne Hatcuer Duc Up. Mr. Verso, Oct Yo the Editor of Puck, Respected Sir: Iam much Grieved to learn, thro’ the kind Offices of a friend, that maliciously disposed | Persons are spreading an Injurious Rumour connecting Me and a Hatchet; in which Juxta- position, Sir, I have no desire to rest. While I do not Approve of Aasty, or incon- der'd Celerity, yet I would lose no time in con- tradicting so Cruel a Calumny. Let me then, Sir, asseverate to You, on my Honour as an Officer, that I have never owned a Hatchet, and that I have always, since my earliest Re- | collection, fallen into Fits on the Sight of a Cherry-Tree. Also that I can Lie, like the Next Man. Believe me, Honour'd Sir, Your Very Humble Most Obedient Serv’t, Geo. WastINGTON, Curistopner Cotumpus Rises To ExpLain, Paros, Oct. 15th, 1878. > 1878. Te the Editor of Puck: If I have for some time permitted an un- founded report to get abroad, that I was the discoverer of America, it is only because I have not deemed it necessary to deny so ob- viously false an assertion. 1 have now to say, however, that I not only did not di er America, but that I don’t know anyone who did. I have not the slightest idea where the place is, if, indeed, it exists; and what is more, I | don’t care a red cent. Iam always sea-sick when on the water; and in fact I have made but one voyage in my life, and that was on a ferry-boat. I think it is very hard that an old and inof- fensive man can not be permitted to die in peace, without having all sorts of insane ac- cusations heaved at his whitening head. Very respectfully, Cur. W. Cotumpus. Mr. Beecher says HE Dipy’r EIrrer, Puymoutit Cuurcu, Brooktys, Oct. 18. Yo the Editor of Puc: Sir—During the last few years various evil disposed persons have been circulating rumors with regard to my purity of life, which are calculated to have a damaging effect on my character among ignorant persons. I beg leave to say that all such reports have not the slight- est foundation in fact, and that I never ad- ministered to anybody a paroxysmal kiss. Yours faithfully, Henry Warp BeEEcuer, comicbooks.com