New Jersey - The crusade of the Pennsylvania Railroad Company - against the tramp evil Detectives surrounding a camp of the vagabonds near Rahway.
The Earliest Bath of the Year, at Atlantic City
Great baseball match between the Atlantic and Boxford Clubs of Brooklyn.
Young and Ardent Bob Toppin, a Newark, N. J., youth, does some tall climbing in order to meet his sweetheart, pretty Miss Hobbie, a parson’s daughter.
She backed Harrison, and had to wheel Henry Singer in a barrow, at Atlantic City, N. J.
A “friendly” poker scheme exposed at Bogota, N. J., by one of the players squealing.
Miss Belle Collis, of Newark, N. J., surprises the neighbors by her want of thought.
The great game recently played between teams representing the colleges of Princeton and Yale, on the former's grounds, Thanksgiving Day.
Farmers with their wives and buxom daughters enjoy their annual bath in old ocean, at Spring Lake Beach, N. J.
Miss Mamie Gannon, of Jersey City, attacks reporter Lenhart with a horsewhip for traducing her character in his newspaper.
The frightful picture of crime and debauchery which has given notoriety to Mary Jane Cawley’s backwoods dive at Cookstown, N. J.
Downed by Kindness After defying a host of armed keepers, James Driscoll, in the Trenton, N. J. State prison succumbs to a gentle word.
Poster for the 1898 Broadway show "Have You Seen Smith?"

"Fine Feathers Make Fine Birds"
It is no longer the question of “Who killed Cock Robin?” that “most foul and unusual” assassination which so perturbed our youthful minds, but “Who is killing all the beautiful blue breasts, and green breasts, and purple breasts, and gold breasts. Add the gorgeously-feathered songsters of groves in every clime?” The sad, sad, answer is, “Woman.” Yes, woman, lovely woman, it is at whose door lies the destruction of millions of beautiful birds, in order that her hat, her coat, her cuffs, may be adorned with the gloriously-colored plumage. A melancholy sight it is to behold a charming representative of the female sex divine promenading in a hat upon which is perched some exquisite specimen of ornithology, which, thanks to the skill of the hunter and taxidermist, looks as though it were yet alive and reveling in its native grove. The great car of Juggernaut, Fashion, rolls over the hapless birds, and women, who would swoon at the fall of a sparrow into the claws of the harmless necessary cat, unthinkingly issue the fiat that dooms to destruction thousands upon thousands of beauteously feathered choristers.
Reprinted from Frank Leslie's Illustrated Newspaper, November 10, 1883.


