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This page from the satirical magazine *Judge* contains two main elements: **"Our Little Folk's Christmas Box"** (left): A humorous advice column by "Kel" offering tongue-in-cheek Christmas gift suggestions. The author sarcastically recommends that wealthy people donate their worn-out luxury items (seal-skin coats, jewelry, etc.) to poor people in remote places like "Shantyville" and "Iceland." The jokes target class pretension—the wealthy are portrayed as simultaneously flaunting their status and being stingy enough to regift cast-offs. **Right column**: Brief satirical commentary on contemporary topics: dynamite (likely referencing Anarchist concerns of the era), religious hypocrisy ("oil regions"), and Mark Twain's fiftieth birthday reception (showing him graciously accepting congratulations while privately dismissing them). The illustrations depict a sunflower and a figure in tight boots, accompanying the text humorously. The overall tone mocks upper-class attitudes and social pretense typical of *Judge's* satirical approach.

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» HOU tower, Brett me the secret of thy ue into thy br face Bre nnOt see Whi ace Deautcous, elepbantine Our Little Folk's Christmas Box. BY KEL. i A sense of beauty one receives, My Dear Cuitpren:—I know you are docs thy awkward stalk just dying to find out how you can best grace of which we talk please some of your little friends in various parte of the world. Miss Jos four larg the last lies thy It is not from thy yellow leaves In the by "Mongst pa McIntyre Hennesey, you wore , sixteen-karat, flint pendants at | I given t Mrs. Basil G. O"Phelan sand heads of tishes, nd broken dishes. in Shantyville. You can spare them now, | Appreciation came, tho Send them to King Jojobojojjiizy, Africa, To blush unseen was not your fate; As ornaments they will show up far better Beauty and fashion on you smiled than the usual gold-filled teeth of the mis- | With the advent of Oscar Witde. i ary. Evelina Honaria Justina Blobbs: < Amid the bric ats gauzy yn you wore last summer at the On panels, plaques Spa is too frigid for this climate. nd it Tere sacle to Popo Bjob, Iceland. It will be more in OS Fe patnted Dye keeping with that congealed atmosphere— asa prototype of your unblushing affrontr, That | You occupy the Ob, beauteous flower, my heart you stole— Til plant y in my button-hol Claudius Heathcote Smith:—The well- You my artistic taste shall feed regulated sat is stuffed to symmetric I both of us have gone to—seed. proportions; but those mauve-checked un- mae, mentionables of yours your diminutive’ limb: Xmas gift to G. W © too expensive for = nd them as a Heroic. shland Bowers, the ane fat dude of Wisconsin, | Mark Twain, “on attaining his fiftieth Ethel.—That seal-skin sacque you wear is | birthday, was met by cordial greetings from ill-becoming to the danghter of aman. who | is brother humorisis in facetious prose and couldn’t eetile ten cents on the dollar, That | thyme.” | At first Mark's stomach—but he Gl washing woman's bill is yet unpaid. eopeers sand with a stiff upper Nuff ced, lip and a forced smile ushered them all into ae F | ints hospitable waste basket. — But he says Grinder, if you don’t let up on your seven | ys Condemned.if it isn't the last time he'll nights a week” courting, and give her old eee ieteth birth mana chance to replenish the coal bin, there'll be a vacancy at the table where you wanst wast. If you can’t get rid of the girl | any other way, expedite matters and marry her. Mrs. Adamantine Check, if you don’t quit dishing up fried chickens on Sunday, chic en-pio on Monday, chicken soup on ‘Tues day and chicken-salad on Wednesday, there | will be a sudden upheaval among your vice tims. | | | Brown, please put it off until [ hear from Jones. ‘Jones says he'll settle as soon as Smith pays him. LT have called the attention of the foregone to a few of their failings. « ‘This day of biy feet, four-story stockings—and big head to- morrow—ought not to be shadowed by a single clow I trust the persons whose | names I have mentioned will see to this thing before next Xmas. If they. do, life will glide along in a rosy stream of joy, com- fort, bills, etc. A PAIR OF TIGHT BOOTS OFF THE BE! CH. Scent pockets—contribution boxes, THE REAL DYNAM pronounce Test is how to dynamite.” g land All plate ARE IN THIS enterpris ‘uns that never set—type. “Arter Prowmition, wat?” asks the serious Buffalo Lzpress. Why, a drink, of cou Tue O1t Rectoxs papers are not so |} crude as you might suppose. They cater to || the refined. ‘THE MINERAL nEsoUKCES of the Metropo- lis are ni/, but she is in constant trouble with disorderly minors. Onto ures last year sacked a million and three-quarters pounds of honey, and the Frenchmen remarked ‘that’s becsnes’.” | by gain. | Manion Crawronrp’s newest story is “The Upper Berth.” We hope it will not be too realistic in describing the heroine’s berth and descent. “Tow 4 RAISE CORN for 25 cents,” isa | new agricultural work. A sure method, | “* How to raise a blind successfully,” would have a larger sale. | THE DEPARTMENT OF THE Boston Courier, “Around the Hub,” is tiresome reading. | ‘The fellows around the office should be || spoken to about it. Pe FU of our Y PARAGRAPH columns of some | interspersed with patent med. | icine “sells,” create a gocd deal of amuse- | | ment—at the “sel ce." n American women. Well, if our how to g the same kind o° words, they wouldn’t i to talk so much. of Bulgaria, is part nd part Polish. ‘Thismay explain | | his leading “King” Milan of Servia such a | | dance and polishing bim off so scientifi- cally. Tne Waterscery Water Co. make three and on they f watches to the mipute; but Il them so low that a man can afford rry enough of them to make up the full THE PATENT-INNARDS MEN now supply type-metal brains to 6.400 fearless and in- mmitable organs of public opinion, whose itors are unbribed by influenceand unawed | ns comicbooks.com