Judge, 1881-11-26 · page 3 of 16
Judge — November 26, 1881 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis for Modern Readers This page from *Judge* magazine contains several satirical pieces. The top cartoon "The Hunting of the Match" depicts a domestic comedy: a man sneaking home late, trying to find a match in the dark without waking his wife—the humor lies in the universally relatable marital awkwardness. Below that, "Handed Up by a Layman" is a poem mocking a young man who left home seeking life's pleasures, only to return hungry and sick, begging his father's forgiveness. The serialized story "The Wild Rose of Hoboken" parodies melodramatic penny-dreadfuls of the era, with its overwrought heroine with "azure eyes" and "pellucid tears" gazing across the Hudson toward New York City. The scattered one-liners throughout mock contemporary figures and attitudes: there's a jab at "Mike" Norton and the "County Democracy" (likely Tammany Hall politics), a reference to Billy the Kid, and typical era-specific social commentary on marriage, journalism, and gender roles. The overall tone is lighthearted social satire typical of 1880s American humor magazines.
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Robinson con ch later than he said he would, tries to find a match ly, without waking up his wife in the net HANDED UP BY A LAYMAN. | ‘A yorsa man who went off with a laugh, The cup of life's follies to Soon returned with + Tam sick of th hungry for dad's ‘fated eaugh.’" | | go and plot although ned, 1 will gon: ly the whole of a {14 Rose af Hoboken was begun in No. Sof “THR Rack numbers may be obtained of any Rratctass frresdeater. THE WILD ROSE OF HOBOKEN | {Hoboken ts opposite New York); oR, The Fatal Gift of Beauty. A THRILLING | BY JEPER JAMES. Rig! CHAPTER I—(Continued). Tue Wild Rose of Hoboken stood on the bluff, looking wistfully toward the great ¢ } I might as well state that the great city here mentioned is New York. (See title.) She had just wiped the pellucid tear from her azure eye—before more particularly de- scribed—when the sound of oars greeted her ea STORY OF OCR EPocn. or All Reserved “ee | | She started! “Ah! ‘tis ho!” she cried, and sho strained her azure eyes in the direction of the sound. How her tender young heart did beat; but | it was doomed to disappointment, | She caught sight of the boat and tho rower. | It was only a lone colored fisherman visit- | ing his ee-pots! Alas! Sho wiped another pellucid tear from her azure eye, and hove another ragged sigh. [T0 BE CONTINUED. } Tae ‘County Democracy” superintended the labor of the political mountain, but after all it only brought forth “ Mike” Norton. THE HUNTING Haris shelf, he nest tumbles over a rockin chair in his efforts to get one | York OF THE MATCH | secures match a ng kv ar anything, he fondly hopes he has not awakened her, last and gently strikes a light. Tableau.) Ir is an old saying that “one-halt of the | world docs not know what the other half is doin; If it doesn’t it isn’t the fault of the | first half, This is ofllcial. Wney a man is spoken of as having a lite | position in a government ollice, it be construed to mean that he would die if it were taken away from him. “On, t Whoop! of a stic knocked me out, did they? cries John Kelly, flourishing his bit while performing his triumphant jig. Ir “Billy the Kid had only come to New instead of going to the far west, he might have been justice now instead of being a di able body filled with bullets. A. METEOROLOGICAL inquiry from livery-s ble keepers: Vennor we going to have lei ing? ‘* EXPERIE! is a dear teacher.” terms of tuition, ete., inquire in person. For ‘Tue man who claimed the world owed him | a living is slowly collecting the debt. He isa | tramp. No man can claim to be a truo journalist until he has learned to gracefully dip the paste brush into the inkstand. THE man who says he stays away from church Sundays to read, just as likely as not goes a-fishing. Thero are ‘books ip run- ning brooks,” you know. Wane a Chinaman refers to his sweetheart as “doves,” he may be said to speak in “pigeon” English. Tue Jopce has lived long enough to realize that gossip is cheap as dirt, and ofttimes as dirty as cheap. | negle Georce Wasuixetos could not tell a lie, so he became the father of his country in view of the fact that he was unfit for the position of canvasser. “Yes,” said Young Spendthrift, who gets all hi “will go up and see the ‘golden hen.’" “The golden goose would be a much better name,” quoth Jenkins, who was standing near, says a philosophical gal- is the duty of every woman,” and Tue, notices that the majority of feminincs all other duties to attend to this spe- cial one. “To look pretty, lant, ¢ Ju “Tuene’s a sigh and a song of the weary, Hard times, hard times, come again no more, Many days you have lingered Few dollars we bave fingered; And your credit is defunct at The corner grocery store. —LUSH AND LUNCH. Tue logic of events occasionally evolves the contingent of prophecy. Tur husband of the gushing bride who wanted to go to housckeeping in a leghorn “flat,” is now bunting for straw bail. Easy glides a lio from the tip of an oily tongue. “Taat’s hymn!” exclaimed the church so- prano, as she pointed to a chants acquaint: ance. Pomps that aro always dr dancers. hose used by “Suitaxixs has plenty of mother wit.” —Ex. “Grandmother wit,” we should think, from the age of his jokes.