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This page from *Judge* magazine contains several satirical pieces mocking everyday social situations: **"May Violets"** and **"A Conjugal Hint"** are light domestic humor. The first jokes about a romantic walk yielding no wildflowers—only florist flowers will do. The second depicts a henpecked husband traumatized by attending Wagner's opera three times, now lingering at concerts too long. **"The Diamond Edition Dreadful at the May Party"** is the main piece—a humorous tall tale in dialect about a poorly-executed May Day celebration in the woods. The narrator, appointed to find an ideal pastoral setting, discovers reality disappoints: instead of mossy banks and blooming flowers, the party attendees dress warmly and trudge through streams. The mock-heroic tone satirizes both romantic literary descriptions of nature celebrations and the gap between literary ideals and actual small-town American experience. **"Happy Thought"** is a brief joke about a miserly man grateful the fever fed him, wishing to pass it to his servants—dark humor about economic self-interest. The cartoons illustrate these pieces with period social scenes.

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JUDGE MAY VIOLETS. Fresh breezes blew: soft shadows drifted, Yet not one violet could we see, But still dear Lucy folloed Her dainty skirts with care uplifted. I walked through budding woods with Lucy, ‘To week the first May vtolet; Jo my large footprints ber's were net Because the ground was rather juicy. What joy, with one beloved, to ramble, And know xbe sbared my poet mood, While, now and then, sbe paused and stood. To free henwif of clinging bramble We wandered on by lanes and forests. At last she xighed, We're sure to find themn at the florist’s."* MADELINE 4. BRIDGES. A CONJUGAL HINT. bit from Wagner”)—* Mr. Wife (who occasionally attempts Hehnpekhed d Isn’t this very sudder Husband (with meaning) he lingered much longer than Lexpected. His wife made him take her to hear iegfried” three times last winter, and he's never been the same man since, poor fellow!” THE DIAMOND EDITION DREADFUL AT THE MAY PARTY. It wuz in the month of May, When the birds wuz singin® gay, A rong forlorn, When I helped to crown the queen In the ba'my woods serene In a born. I've red in books that it wuz the proper rown a purty gurl with posies, set hur on mossy thrown an’ dance around hur with bons stuck toa pole an’ make the welkin ring with hobycorn saphire. This caper reads in books and looks purty in a pictur’; but them writer fellers what writ an’ drawered the thing must live in them torpical regions where Injie's coryall reefs jimble an’ no Iceland moss grows on thi *s plum puddin There wuz more or less genwine dissypintment manny fested when the queen wuz ‘lected, an” at one time [ thort the thing would end up like a Simon-pure Dimikrat corkus. But the edick went forth that the purty daughter of a poar woman wuz choose to sit serene an’ pose as the central figure at th party. T wuz invited an’ I ‘tended. If there is anything I like todo it ix to sacryfice my comfort an’ make myself miserable fur the good of my play- mates. I wuz ‘pinted a commytee of one to serlect a proper place in the ba'my woods fur holdin’ the party. I tried to butcouldn't find no mossy bank, nobloom- in’ posies, nor nothin man’ purty, sich as the party requirements pine for. It wasa gay party what gathered there in my par's sittin’-room, gittin’ ready to s\ fur the scene of festivity. That wuz alla guy of mine, fur T didn't know of no purty spot fur carryin’ out the thing proper. till, I started at the head of the pursesshun like a little sawered-off hero. Tnever seen nor read of any-sueh a May party be! It looked more like a candy- pullin’ gang out on the war-path in the middle of December. The queen wore a plush knit hood, gurlushers an’ a muff, The rest wuz dressed purty much the same. I ashame fur m pwhat I did, but as [wuz invited to the party [ wanted to hold up my end in makin’ it interestin’ led cross lot rstreams, where the ice wuz thin, an’ h the queen from the cold wat Igive’em a hey time in the in’ that the y party. Tg flurwenzy an’ the queen wore a crown of urniker an’ a red flannel rag round hur throat fur a week, When Igo to ‘nuther May party Pl posepone it ‘till the 4th of July TERPSICHOREAN. lo any fancy stamping here’ Srmaxoum (in contr ate 2 at Teller Ter a cloganoe, but th" rheumatie’ hez Deater Inocked! me out wonderfully, La hard time resqueint anks, 8. RELLEW, HAPPY THOUGHT. wi Le Robinson, who is rather miserly. “How was it, without eating?” Why. you were fed by the fever.” “Are you sure?” Then, after a moment's reflection: “Twish I could give it to my servants.” recovering from a long illness, doctor.” he as! eday, “that I was able to. live so many weeks Orn Jowes (the basn't been wound een strikiny Many a man has thought he found his destiny until the honeymoon was over. nfgoing to oscar. Fy up since VHY THE NEIGHBOR LEFT. w serrant)—" Bridget, 1 at four in the morning, nest our eights at 4a. m,)—* That clocks my, twenty, years 0 tor neariy two minutes, Sometbioy ar if\eare this house to is comicbooks.com