Judge, 1890-03-01 · page 7 of 16
Judge — March 1, 1890 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains miscellaneous humor and verse typical of Judge's satirical style, rather than political cartoons. **"Written on Sight of a Young Lady's Photograph"** is a poem by Nathan M. Levy mocking the gap between a photograph's flattery and reality—the speaker praises the subject's depicted beauty extensively, then reveals the actual person looks nothing like her portrait. **"What They Are"** is wordplay defining common terms with humorous alternate meanings (e.g., "Man of the world—Pulitzer," likely referencing publisher Joseph Pulitzer). **Other sections** include brief comic dialogues: a jilted lover discovering his fiancée has taken up with "Prince Whiskervitch"; racial humor in "Old Chocolate's Jocoserious Chat" (written in dialect); and a woman told she needn't worry about appearing unattractive since a rude man won't look at her twice. The illustrations depict these scenes in Victorian-era style. The humor targets vanity, romantic disappointment, and social awkwardness rather than specific political events.
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JUDGE WRITTEN ON SIGHT OF A YOUNG LADY'S PHOTOGRAPH. SING the many beauties pictured here— The low, broad brow that wins an artist's praise, The finely chiseled nose, th’ eloquent gaze, The bright blue eye that knows no sense of fear, The pretty auburn tresses that appear All order to defy ; the smile that plays About the mouth doth speak of gentle ways, A disposition sweet and love of cheer. I thank thee, miss, for such a work of art, And though its many merits here I sing And it doth lead me into poesy, Yet closer study of it makes me start, For then I find—oh, rude awakening— How very little it resembles thee / NATHAN M. LEVY. CALMLY KNOCKED OUT, MARSHMELLOW (who has arrived in London to join his betrothed and finds that he has been Jilied) —"* Helen ! how could you do such a d Miss Rasster—'*It isn’t a deed, dear; it title. Allow me to present Prince Whiskervitch. WHAT THEY ARE. Bolstered up—The bed. Stock in trade—Hosicry. OLD CHOCOLATE’S JOCOSERIOUS CHAT. Too fly—The young bird. Taking a car—The horses. Man of the world—Pulitzer. Pot tuck—The game of poker. In the dumps—The rag: picker. The mill-race—Vrite- fighters. Vankee notions—Apple- jack and cider. Befo" yo’ hiah a man toe hoe, see him eat. Yo" doan’ git but one ca’- cass outen a coon-skin. De cudgel stops ez many quar'ls ez hit takes pa’t in. Keep yo’ tempah an’ yo" gwine toe git a-many tings. J. AL WALDRON. ONCE WAS ENOUGH. 1g blue—The washer- woman's fingers. A turkey gobbler —The thanksgiving guest. House of many stories— ‘The publishing house. SOTHAT man was rude, I do T declare ; Me stared at me, the stupid dunce !” Miss Oldmaid said. Don’t wor- ry, dear ; He won't look at you more es than once. SOOTHING. £ F YOU'RE. not pretty when you're young, A CHiLLY CEREMONY. <t1z Rose—" We wants help from d" sho’ !” wey oe _ ‘This consolation hold Re eee rai Wanted conak re é : orgive the noise it makes That in some fifty years or so AuntiE Rose—"* Pahson Vanderbeck ’s said sech a long pray’r we's done _ Perhaps its-cream You will be pretty old. frozed in.” Comes from the milk it takes. AN UNKIND JOKE. Doosey—'*A man who will wear a half-inch ventilator in the top of his STATION PORTER (on train's arrival) —* Fire!" hat ought to be taught differently.” comicbooks:com