Judge, 1890-03-08 · page 10 of 16
Judge — March 8, 1890 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This is a **humor and satire page** from Judge magazine featuring multiple brief comedic pieces targeting 1890s-era American society. **Main content:** "A Street Idyl" mocks romantic sentimentality—a man helps a fashionable woman who's dropped her precious handbag on Broadway, expecting something valuable inside. Instead, it contains "the raiment of McGinty" (cheap clothing), deflating his romantic fantasy. **"The Jovial Coon"** and **"Bad Butties Rattler"** cartoons appear to feature racial caricature and office humor typical of the era's Judge. **Smaller pieces** satirize everyday absurdities: a woman obsessing over her engagement ring's cost ("Two of a Kind"), children's innocent theological logic ("Hard Hit"), and opera-goers complaining about footlights. **"Cross-Lights"** presents wordplay riddles mocking conventional society figures. The overall tone reflects Judge's satirical stance toward bourgeois pretension, consumerism, and social hypocrisy of the Gilded Age.
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JUDGE A STREET IDYL. HE gayly tripped along Broadway, An angel, in the seeming ; Her brilliant eyes had all the play Of diamonds, in their gleaming. She had a monstrous shopping-bag Of fashion’s late designing— “Twould serve a female Brobdignag A pillow for reclining. ‘Tramways and trucks, ice-vans and drays— An imminent collision ! She turns and slips—she falls. Her up—oh, touch elysian ! I raise Her sachet fell from off her arm And in the mud was rolling. “Ob, get it, please !" she said with charm Past other maids’ cajoling. She snatched it from me with relief’ And clasped it to her bosom, The contents clutched as in belief She still was like to lose ‘em. My curiosity was piqued— “What have you there so precious? Some charm such as Lucilia wreaked— Some web in which to mesh us?” She raised her eyes, I bent my head— My heart was never flinty— In thrilling tones she sweetly said, “The raiment of McGinty.” MEDORA CLARKE. CROSS- LIGHTS. In the swim—Nice women. After meals—The tramp’s visit. A bone to pick—The wish-bone. The desert sands—Coffee-grounds Guest at dinner —A riddle at table, Something to handle—A musical crank, An air of Wagner's—The team- ster’s son, New-year's cakes—The men who make calls. Proven to all intents—The laws of the éamp. Turning a sharp corner—Fold- ing a leaf down. An exemplary character—Bridg- et’s “recommend.” HE loves him so, she loves him so, And yet, there’s one important thing That she'd like very much to know— The cost of her engagement ring. THE JOVIAL COON. don't come out.” THE SHIELD DESK. (An invention of necessity) HOT-HEADED READER (tho thinks he has “Well, T'm here!" een abused) ‘Towser—"T saw him run in here and I'll wait a week if he CANDOR. WESTERN MERCHANT—'' Your expenses were very high on your last trip, Mr. Mendall.”” His prumMer—'* Yes, sir; blamed high. 1 got snowed in with a poker game at Pike's peak and had to stay a week.” TWO OF A KIND. ¢*\JHERE'S papa, Johnny?” Ww “He's up stairs, asleep. Were you up stairs, dear.” “No, ma'am.” “Then how do you know he's aslee] “T heard him doing it. sleeping out loud.” He's “Mamma,” said little Alice as the baby lifted up its voice, “do all the babies come from heaven?” “Yes, dear.” “I ain't s'prised,” said Alice thoughtfully, as the infant lifted its voice higher. “Why, love?” “Oh, I wouldn't want them there either if 1 was God.” HARD HIT. SHY do you always ask, my dear, Ww Such foolish questions?" said De Lan “Because they seem,” replied the fair, “The only ones that you can answer."* AT THE OPERA. Tipple (crossly) —" See the foot- lights—all the time going out.” Mrs. Tipple—"Ves, it is dis- agreeable ; but there’s one consolation —they don’t go out between the acts EDITORS | Tur EptToR—"So am T, sir; and it's my first shot.” comicbooks.con|