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Life or Death.

THE GOOD JUDGE'S SOLILOQUY.

The following appears in the 'New York Herald':— Crave in bis place, black cap upon his head, A good Judge fix'd his gaze upon the sinner—- " May God have mercy on your Soul!" he said, Then took the ermine off, and went to dinner. That evening-, o'er the walnuts and the wine, While the lone culprit wept in desolation, He. with a smile serene and superfine, Fingered his chin, and weighed the situation. "How sweet it is," he mused, " to Bit on high, Spectator of Life's foolishness and vanity, And in the name of God, whom I deny, To join the Masquerade of Christianity! "' May God havo mercy on your Soul!' Yes! Theso Are words of mockery and contradiction, Since well I know, as every wise man knows, God is a figment, and the Soul—a fiction. " I, who am God's Judge in a Christian land, Whose Queen'* Defender of the Superstition, Have ta'en the Christian's Bible in my hand, And sworn to countenance the imposition ! " Judge ? And a good Judge, too, my critics swear! I take my stand on Science and Reality; A Paritan, as those I sprang from were, I coid one creed esEcntial, that's Morality ! " And yet Morality (which in its youth Men misnamed Ruth), by its most solemn pleading— Truth, the whole Truth, and nothing but the TruthSeems to robuko the Lio which I am leading. " I think (and here he smilod and filled his glass) Thti world is ample, both for judged and judges! Life on the wholo most pleasantly may pass, If wo dispensa with <Jod, and other Fudges ! " Books (moral boobs), nflwspapars (moral, too), Science and Art, Friendship and good Society, Make Life worth living to the fit though few, And hanging culprits lends that Life variety! To thrive, and to be moral! To succeed. And get tbe loaves and fish, is surely pleasant '. Atheist in thought and orthodox in deed, I smile at Future States, embrace the Present'. ''That creature whom I judged!— Humph!— How I prest Tbe issue home, unmoved by weak compassion ! The Law's hot iron bumina: in her breast, She shrick'd to God—in most immodest fashion ! " I hold Adultrey (which, I'm afraid, The foolish Jew men worship treated lightly) To be tbe deadliest sin of sins. I made Thosß twelve good Jurors acquiesce—and rightly ! " And so they doom'd hei, an Adulteress! And so I, Man's Elect, pronounce her sentence ! O may that faith I loathe but must profess Chasten her thoughts, and lead her to repentance! "' May God have mercy !' I, at least, I trust, Know better how to reckon with things human • Wn hj or without a Soul, I hold Man must Be moral, more particularly Woman! •' Judge in a land whose creed I hold in scorn, Voice of a God I pass as inexpedient; Arm of a Queen who in God's Faith was bom, I measure mortals with my moral gradient! " I, who am Atheist in a Christian land, Judge of the Faith forlorn and full of folly, Taking the Code of God in this right hand, Pass judgment in the Name fools still deem holy. " Lot an Adulteress die! They wa9te their breath Who ask ray sympathy for euoh a sinner!" And smiling nt the merry Dance of Death, II« shrujjg'd his shoulders and enjoyed his dinner. Robert Bdciunan.

Paid his Fine in Advance.

A young man came into Justice Cary's Court room in Carson City, Nevada, with the rim of his hat drawn down over his eyes, and remarked: "Do you know me?"

"I think," replied the Court meekly, " that you're the chap I sentenced for stealing about a year ago." " That's the hairpin I am," replied the other, " and there is 20dol for my fine." " But you served your time in gaol," said the Judge, " and owe no fine."

" That'B right, old boy; but I'm about to commit an assault and battery, and I guess I'll begin now. Your'e the man I propose to lick."

"Oh, that's it," rejoined the Court, pocketing the coin, " then you can start in and we'll call it square." The young man advanced to the Judge and let out his left.

The Judge ducked his head, and, risus* up, lifted the intruder in the eye with a right-hander and sent him over against the wall. In a moment the Court was climbing all over the man, and in about three minutes his face was hardly recognisable. The man begged the Court to be let up, which he finally did. As the fellow was about to goout Cary went after him, " Sec here, young man, I don't think the fighting you did ought to be assessed at more than 2dol 50c—here's l7dol 50c in change I ain't charging you anything for the fighting but just for my time. Next time I wonT; charge you a cent." The rough took the change and the next tram to Virginia city.

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Life or Death., Evening Star, Issue 8036, 12 October 1889, Supplement

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Life or Death. Evening Star, Issue 8036, 12 October 1889, Supplement

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