Judge, 1889-12 · page 17 of 53
Judge — December 1889 — page 17: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple satirical pieces about Christmas poverty and social pretense: **Main Story ("Christmas Judge"):** A poor family (the Pendragons) pretend to wealth when Uncle Jabez visits—maintaining expensive furnishings and decorations while claiming inability to buy children Christmas presents. The uncle sees through the hypocrisy, calls them out, and leaves in disgust. The satire targets middle-class families who prioritize appearances (marble statues, paintings, carpets, novels) over their children's basic needs. **"Christmas Confidences":** Brief cynical observations about gift-giving expectations and materialism among the wealthy. **"A Surprise in Capacity":** Two cartoon panels showing a rural scout ("Troublesome Hank") trying to get a tender-foot to drink whiskey, but the easterner reveals he was raised in his father's wholesale liquor business—implying he can outdrink the rustic. This satirizes stereotypes about city versus country sophistication. The overall theme: exposing hypocrisy and false pretenses during the Christmas season across different social classes.
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CHRISTMAS JUDGE 15 girl Susie wanted a doll with rolling eyes and a whistle in its stomach, The baby couldn't talk yet, and really was the most satisfied of the lot. Will he never come ? The children outside are giving forth good-cheer to every passer- by, the merry bells are pealing and all is gayety. The bell rings. John Pendragon gave his wife a knowing look as he went to the door. He opened it and an old chap with a big fur cap and hair } mufiler was ushered in. “I blleeve you're John ">— “And you—you are dear Uncle Jabez!" cried Pendragon as he grasped the other’s hand and drew him into the cold and cheerless sitting-room, “Wal, I guess—hey ! no fire sich a cold day? I say—oh! you're a my niece, air you? Them’s the babies, air they? Yes, I'll sit down,” The old man took off his muffler, overcoat and fur cap and sat down. “You don’t seem much perked up, you folks. Why don’t the babies run about an’ play an’ show me their Christmas presents ?” “Alas! dear uncle, we are too poor to buy any presents for the little dears,” sobbed Mrs. Pendragon. Sorry. Thought ‘most any one could buy a lectle candy fur The dirtiest runt on the street, almost bare, had a bit of But our expenses are so large; it costs so much for coa flour "—— and * An’ stateys like them marble things I scen standin’ in the hall, an’ paintin’s like them hangin’ on the wall, an’ sich carpets like these, ) an’ sich nice furnitoor, an’ sich lots of books in the case thar, an’ so fi many paper novels on the table, an'—, an'—I guess you furgot to } peel down to the quick. Sorter expected Uncle Jabez, didn’t you ? I'm goin'!" They were dumb. The old man put on his muffler, AN INVISIBLE FEATURE. overcoat and fur cap and left. Explanations were not necessary. The McGLaucuerty —" Bring back thot light! D' yez want met’ cut th’ Pendragon family had crow for dinner, and when Christmas day came pose af mer et on pea Mas. McGLAuGHERTY —"* Sure if you did, it wud be only be th’ feelin’ to an end they all sat down and wondered how folks could be such y'know CHRISTMAS CONFIDENCES. 6+ THIS is a lovely ring,” mused Mamie, “1 wonder if George has “IF Santa Claus had forgotten t it paid for, little Lil, “I would have broken si “Twas lucky,” remarked Clara, “in catching that rich lover in time “T Hope,” prayed Jessie, “that 1 have taught George to love me for Christmas.” the worth of a diamond ring.” “T GUESS Dolly thinks I'm going to give her something,” said the “I begins to lool because she told me she expected nothing.” give me a new doll,” confessed said the home-made slipper to its mate, “as if there were giants in the land once more.” A SURPRISE IN CAPACITY. TROUBLESOME HANK (the scout)—'' Take a long drink now, you ‘THE TENDER-FOOT—"* Don't be so abrupt, my dear sir, Twas brought tender-foot imp, or I'll shorten yer down by a head's length.” up in my father's wholesale liquor-store in Loston.” comicbooks.com