Judge, 1889 · page 50 of 72
Judge — 1889 — page 50: what you’re looking at
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This page contains four satirical cartoons and humorous sketches typical of Judge magazine's content: 1. **"Consolatory"**: A dentist reassures a patient about a pulled tooth, joking he won't charge—dark humor about medical incompetence. 2. **"A Changed Township"**: A dialect-heavy narrative mocking rural African American speech patterns. A traveler seeking "Mr. Rhinders" discovers the area now has multiple Rhinders family members, suggesting demographic or social change the narrator finds amusing or bewildering. The humor relies on period stereotypes. 3. **"Outside the Star Theatre"**: A brief joke about theatrical intoxication or madness causing reversed speech and perception. 4. **"Paid Dearly for His Modesty"**: A wife's bathing suit with high neckline and long sleeves causes dye to run onto her skin, creating unintended tattoo-like marks. The humor targets both modesty fashions and marital blame. All employ caricature and exaggeration typical of 1890s-1900s American satire, with heavy reliance on dialect comedy and physical humor.
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