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This page from the satirical magazine **Judge** contains several humorous pieces mocking Victorian sentimentality and social pretense: **"Changed"** satirizes romantic disillusionment—a couple who once walked passionately through woods now trudge together out of marital habit, having lost all spark after six months of marriage. **"Old Chocolate's Jocoserous Chat"** features dialect humor (common in period satire) presenting folk wisdom attributed to an African American character, typical of era's racial stereotyping. **"A Horrid Rejoinder"** is a brief joke about a woman's belt, likely made of unfashionable material. **"The Wiles of Avarice"** mocks miserly employers who obsessively watch servants for theft. **"Cause and Effect"** parodies overwrought romantic poetry, revealing the speaker's elevated vision of feminine beauty was merely indigestion from eating pie—deflating pretentious idealization. **"Not in the Dictionary"** cynically redefines common words (Patriot as an "unsuccessful rebel," Happiness as "commonplace"), expressing fin-de-siècle disillusionment with society's values. The page collectively ridicules Victorian affectation and romantic excess.

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JUDGE eta tna cul CHANGED. 4 E, WHO were lovers so warm and . near When spring's young buds were growing, Walk to-day through the wood- lands drear With the dead leaves round us blowing. Here is the path where my timid arm First dared in its clasp to fold her, And here by the clear stream’s songful charm Her cheek first touched my shoulder. And yonder—what passionate dream is this— What breath through the silence sobbing ? ‘The pulsing thrill of an endless kiss, Or the sound of a heart's wild throbbing? We walk as of old, but we walk apart, Through the well-known nooks and spaces ; We stand no more with heart pressed to heart In the lonely beautiful places. But I follow mately her footstep slow Through the cool bright autumn weather, Because—we were married six months ago And are used to being together. SADELINE S. mRIDGHS. OLD CHOCOLATE’S JOCOSERIOUS CHAT. WwW \ yo’ ah hungry de dinnah ah late. De cowshus huntah gits a shawt range. Ole Dinah kin darnse, but dar’s no fun in hit. De biggah de boss de proudah de hiah’d man. Countin’ yo’ chickens won't keep um f'om de weasel. Ef people didn’ t'ink ‘tan't so, de gravel-stone ud be wuff ez much ez de dimond. Ef yo" doan’ value a hoss fo’ de a man fo’ de house he okepies? it in de habit ob totin’ yo" nabah’s bu'dens an’ bimeby yo' ull git nuffin’ but yo" grunts fo" yo" pains, all he am in, w'y shu'd yo’ value J. A. WALDRON, A HORRID REJOINDER. Miss McHucu—" What a perfectly lovely belt! ARDWIDE (of Cincinnati) —"* Oh, no. at home you know to be always dressed ote fate.” Miss Crise—" Perhaps it’s sausage-skin then.” Is it snake-skin 2” MAGNUM TALLEYRAND (the soldier of goes ter waste in this town, ‘They're all out of style with us. A FOOT TO THE WISE IS SUFFICIENT. une) —"* Tt queers me what a lot of litery ‘bility Dat under ain't needed a bit THE WILES OF AVARICE. THEY were talking about the petty depredations of servants. “Do you know what old Skinflint used to do to tell whether his maid- servant had been stealing sugar?" “No; what did he do?” “Why, shut up a fly inside the bowl. If it was still there on his return he knew that the cover had probably not been very long off CAUSE AND EFFECT. N THIS, oh, all too silent hour of night, Unto my fancy adumbrations rise Of a fair face in such transcendent guise ‘There is no fathoming my deep delight. A classic form in gossamer bedight, A radiant smile that surely pain defies, Unthoughtof grace and love-iilumined eyes, Around her queenly head a halo bright. And yet, alas! I know no maid so sweet, No beauteous lass with such inspiring ways, And with the dawn the fantasy doth die; Bat e’er the splendid vision do I meet Within my troubled dreams upon those days When T partake o'er-copiously of pie! NATHAN 8. LEY, NOT IN THE DICTIONARY. Genius—The twin-brother of madness. Happiness—The price of being common- place. The picturesque—The artistically uncom- fortable. Prudery— wig, which ab bare spot. Friendship—An agreement for mutual toleration, Hereafter—The whip-lash of the religious wage-earner, Poet— A man who give words to the thoughts of humanity. Economy—The ability to save when you have something to save out of. Patriot —A man who might have been hung for a rebel if he had been unsuccessful. Propriely—A veneering which warps many a fine-grained nature while it preserves and con- ceals many a coarse-grained one. auceexon Tassin. S covers a We're very particular comicbooks.com