Judge, 1890-04-26 · page 5 of 16
Judge — April 26, 1890 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This page contains miscellaneous short humor pieces typical of Judge's satirical style. The main cartoon "John L. Hercules and His Pet" appears to reference **John L. Sullivan**, the famous heavyweight boxer, depicted performing acrobatic feats with a large balloon—likely satirizing both his celebrity status and the era's fascination with balloon ascensions as novelty entertainments. The surrounding text pieces mock contemporary social pretensions and logical absurdities: a "profound wisdom" quote about balloon ascensions, editorial commentary, and various puns ("Cross-Lights"). A dialogue mocks a "Wild Westerner" claiming honesty despite admitting to theft and murder. Other pieces include children's naive questions ("what makes it rain on Broadway?") and romantic verses about omens. The humor relies on wordplay, logical paradoxes, and gentle mockery of human vanity and foolishness—typical Judge fare targeting middle-class readers' pretensions and everyday absurdities rather than specific political events.
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JOHN L. HERCULES AND HIS PET; ‘Ok, HOW A FRAUD WAS GIVEN Away. PROFOUND WISDOM. Jo =S'S latest—found in his note-book : “It is only on n 4 that one realizes how frail are the ties that bind one to the earth,” EDITORIAL GLEE, A ‘ EDITOR in sanctum sat And smiled (strange sight!) with glee, And while I wondered what could cause that a balloon ascension smile ‘Thus softly, gayly murmured he: “I'd like to dance a highland fling To demonstrate the joy sublime ‘The wild delight this thought can bring t, in the face of facts,'no rhyme Nor song on spring can poet sing, Because we've had no winter-time.” A REDEEMING QUALITY. Wild westerner —“\n your last paper. you veferred to me as a horse-thief, a murderer, and a liar.” Editor —* Well, what was there wrong about that?” Wild westerner—“\ don't see why you want to blast a man’s veputation with a statement like that. I may be, as you claim, a horse- thief and a murderer, but, thank heaven, sir, 1 am no liar!” CROSS - LIGHTS. Pages of history —Vrain- bearers, The ground-h meat, A bright ling ale, Watching and preying — The fox. Taken from life — Your photograph. Down in the mouth—The lower teeth, A tailor's apprentice—Vhe breeches-buoy. Grounds of objection — ‘Tennis-grounds. The sportsman’s aim— Same as last year. Open to conviction —The prisoner at the bar. Bowing and scraping — The young violinist. For better or for ‘The gambler's mone} Sausage- smile — Spark- Rom groun’s! Gimme that bufiler-robe ! je terror of the plains)—*’F yer holler yer go T've tailed yer (© INTERESTING TO ENTOMOLOGISTS. seTIME flies.” T “Yes, I've often h of flies are time-flies ? “ Seventeen- ard that; but what kind ar locusts,” A POSER. ¢ 4 PAPA, what makes it rain?” “To make the vegetables and the grass grow, and the strawberries that you like so much.” « “Then, papa, what makes’ it rain here on Broadway A PHILOSOPHICAL TRUTH. ITTIS not the whyness of the which Nor the whichness of the be, But just the factness of the fact That men are wont to see. NO DOUBT OF IT. Se YOU would never believe it, my dear Mr. Simpkins,” remarked a homely old flirt, “but when I was young I was really positively ug! “My dear madam,” replied Simpkins, with the air of a man paying a compliment, “I can the more readily credit your statement since you have so admirably preserved all your youthful attractions.” SIGNS. [ PROPPED (what tuck) my fork. It stuck, And pointed—I know where ; I named it. Oh, you'd like to know? T'd tell, but do not dare, \ paring red around my head I whirled and let it go; The letter? tell, For then you'd surely know, Well, I must not ‘The new moon's light I spied to-night And made a wish ; for though Ail other signs may fail betimes, ‘The moon ne'er fails, T know. Bat, hark! the gate! no longer wait, My heart. M. Is coming true. ” ’ Kind moon, to thee T bow. IONE 1. Jonns, Sth happy huntin’- T mile: 4 ‘comicbooks.com