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This page from *Judge* contains several brief satirical sketches mocking Victorian society conventions and human nature. **"My Lady's Maid"** satirizes servants who ape their employers' affectations—the maid imitates her mistress's mannerisms and pretensions while maintaining working-class vulgarity. **"Just to Be Sure of It"** jokes about a pianist's inflated confidence in performing an "encore"—she'll play her signature piece first to guarantee applause, revealing vanity and insecurity. **"The Wrong Member"** depicts a seasick club member seeking sympathy; another man misunderstands, offering nautical advice about "sea legs" instead of listening. **"Not Up in Railroad Matters"** shows confusion over railroad distances—an exchange where figures or measurements cause bewilderment. **"Not of Much Account"** mocks penny-pinching: an old woman cannot change a dime, viewing the loss as negligible. **"Always Ready"** depicts a sleeping clergyman during his own sermon, representing clerical hypocrisy or inattentiveness. The page emphasizes class pretension, social awkwardness, and human foibles through everyday situations.

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