Judge, 1885-10-10 · page 3 of 17
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# Explanation for Modern Readers This 1880s-era *Judge* cartoon satirizes both German immigrants and American Anglophilia. A German policeman mocks a young American man dressed in the latest English fashions—tight trousers, sideburns, and fashionable shoes—as ridiculous affectation. The policeman, speaking in exaggerated German-accented English, represents the working-class immigrant's blunt perspective. He ridicules Americans' slavish imitation of English style while simultaneously boasting of German and German-American superiority. The satire cuts both ways: it mocks the young man's pretentious fashion-following, but also portrays the German character as crude and sanctimonious. The humor depends on period class anxieties—the nouveau riche American trying to adopt European aristocratic manners—and anti-immigrant sentiment expressing skepticism of German assimilation. The policeman's final advice to bet money on horse racing sends up both English gambling culture and German stereotypes about American naiveté.
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THE JUDGE, IT’S ENGLISH, YOU KNOW. The German Policeman Has a Little Talk With a Nice, Clean Dude. By Jolian Ralpd, Author ef the “Sun's German Barber, There was a nice, clean, neatly dressed young fellow standing in front of a brown stone mansion the other ¢ Policeman came along. tely correct thing as any imi- tator of English fashions ever gets in thiscountry, The two fell to talking. “Vat for are you growing dem leedle side boards for?” the German Policeman asked; “drying to build a fence around your face to k your goot looks from — slipping avay? © Aw,” low; “4 know.” “Und your funny shoes und shkin tight: preeches und leedle diamond ring und looking valking lish, you when the German he young fellow was dres din the | imidade dot _ Der nobility, how apowd dot height of the London fashion of a year ago, as near to the absolu- | bonds lifling in vice und vickeduess on der s und der hard vorking beople? dot der oxamble for me to fol- low. Chiminy Gristm der glothes vich are pedder as ours? Can’d ve make cloth und find chust as goot dailers to make it up? Oh, der shorts, ch? It’s a fineg un: dry for sborts, is it? Vhy, you miseraple apes, “vot sbort can England lead Amer- ica at oxcept der burchase und sale uf leedle girls? Not any dot T effer heard uf. Dot leedle Nye Yorker, run der leck: s dot all English, you 8; quite English, you said the young - mien in 3 der Buritan fellow. ‘ ; can sail all around all der * Voll,” the Policeman said; , ae ( pesd English boats, und so it “so long, my young frent; AAW: j 4 : goes. goot morning. I haf no use j 7 for you. If your poor old far- der should make a bresent of idiot frent,” said the laying’ one hand you tome I vould not know i ; . an 8 » my if : , is vot to done mit you. You aind bretty enough for a bar- lor ornament und you are too large to draffel arount tied mit a sdring to a hand organ. flags, like Ungle Sam in der You are guildy uf asord uf can gomic bapers. Don't dink indecent oxbosure ufan empdy s “ky yourselluf smard uf your skull, but I can’d arresd you breday leedle sisder_ marries for dot.” some rich English I “Oh, come off,” said the you can tress yourse young fellow; you are an \ some titled plac! old man and don’t care about don, dress and style and all that “Teavy betting is all der sort of thin you were young and rich yon’d do the England, aind it?” he asked a3 he turned to go I know you would, right up to the handle.” %) y Hooky!” said the German Policeman, growing Ah, yaas,” said the young fellow; “all the fellers bet very od; fer do vot you call der English ding it heavily in London, you know—that is, if they’ve got the money, vill pe insite uf my collin, afder Iam dead und blanted. I might you know.” be seen arount alife, imidading der Chinese or der nigger mins- “Goot,” said the German Policeman, “go in and bet all 5 drels, but nefferder English. Vot haf der English got for me to got on Ungle Idake in all der lish money bossible. imidade—der roddenest morals owdsite from Utah—is dot it? Der | You vont lose vonce in fife year, betting effery day.” & SS you vant to cut a pig shine at vearing showy glothes, haf your dailor make up a suit out of a gupple uf large American WHO THEY ARE. Who will not with myself agree, HE INDIGNATION of the daily papers at And knocks the stufling out of me, | the southern magazine, Dizie, for making up acontribution by Samuel J. Randall, out of | speeches that he sent its editor marked, is | encouraging. We infer that there are never to be any more interviewing press reporters, Because I'm not as big as he?— Who puts me in my little bed My brother, And, ere my lit Who comes to see us once a year And gives me thirteen cents te Who lectures me four times a week, And not return while she isn And marvels, when the wash-tubs leak, Myn 5. - emt ‘Tue TRAIN loaded with New York dele- ‘ | gates to the Democratic Convention had to be run through without stop to prevent depredations on property en route. The Lowland farmer did not fear the Highland raiders more than property owners around New York fear a delegation of the flower of City Democracy, the ‘ gentlemen” of the | Halls and Clubs, Who meets me when on errands bent I'll be a president,” ‘And starts my bank-acc My wealthy uncle. Who fecds her “cousins” with our ham, tone cent!?— Our cold roast-beef and peas and lamb, But keeps me ton current jam?— Our Bridg es me everything she's got, And pawns her clothes for what s Bless her dear heart I've not forgot— “Tis Grandma! Who, when T hide behind a chair, And calmly listen to a pair Of idiots, will almost swear? — My sister. CLYDE. comicbooks.com