Judge, 1889 · page 31 of 72
Judge — 1889 — page 31: what you’re looking at
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This page contains four separate satirical comics from Judge magazine, each with distinct humor: **"Quite a Reformation"** mocks hypocrisy: a boy notes his father's behavior hasn't genuinely changed after church—he still sneaks his gun out on Sundays, just more furtively now. **"A Mis-Statement Refuted"** uses a visual punchline: a British gentleman (indicated by accent) brags that England exceeds America in "weight," then sinks into water while claiming to be shrimp, undermining his boast through physical comedy. **"Materially Different"** plays on vanity: when asked her weight, a woman claims "ninety-four pounds," but the other character specifies "without your cane"—implying she's heavier and relies on her walking stick for support. **"On Reagan's Balcony"** satirizes Irish immigrant pretension: Mrs. Reagan, whose husband profited from aqueduct work, now keeps deer instead of goats to appear stylish, while her former nanny dismissively suggests she'd eat the old goat anyway. All employ stereotyped accents and class-based humor typical of 1880s-90s American satire.
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BEST ‘THINGS QUITE A REFORMATION. “Well, my son, do you see any change in your father since he hurch ?” You bet! Why, when he just row his gun over his should but" ter go gunnin’ on Sund walk’ off as large as life, not carin’ — Now "— Boy ~* Why, he hides the gun under his coat and sneaks out the back way. A MIS-STATEMENT REFUTED. ARK (Co Mrs. Bretcher Roots)—“ Almost everything in your | country beats us in mere size, my deah madame, but you cawn't get neah us in the weight of our”. (as he goes under)—*S-s-shwrimps !"" FROM JUDGE. MATERIALLY DIFFERENT. Duptey—« How much do you weigh, Marion?” Hawnert—- Ninety-fouah paounds. Dupiey— Tinean net weight-r, without yure cane, deah.” ON REAGAN'S BALCONY, Mrs. REAGAN (whose husband has done well on the agueduct)—* Goats ai after bein’ stylish no more, Mrs, Casey. It’s a deer-par-rk we've shtarted.”” | Reagan's ould nanny, Oi’ll ate it!” Mas. Casey (fnvestigating on her way kome)—" Av thot ain't Cor-rnalius comicbooks.com