Judge, 1890-09-13 · page 4 of 16
Judge — September 13, 1890 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains multiple short satirical items typical of Judge's humor. The top cartoon shows a beach scene where a woman ("Minnie") has gotten her bathing robe wet—the joke playing on Victorian propriety and bathing costume anxieties. The text items mock contemporary figures and events: John Boyle O'Reilly's estate; the Queen's predictable speeches; the William Tell legend (recently debunked by Swiss scholars); and legal disputes over wind control (referencing lawyer Bourke Cockran's litigious nature). "Hum of the Court" satirizes newspaper management, Princess Beatrice's strictness versus her mother-in-law Queen Victoria, Keely's failed "perpetual motion" motor (now relegated to dime museums), and the cyclone threat approaching New York. The lower cartoon depicts two Dutch characters in what appears to be workplace banter, using thick ethnic dialect humor typical of the era. Overall, the page reflects 1890s American concerns: technological fraud, weather anxiety, and class/immigrant stereotyping.
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“Where's Minnie?" one back, “Oh, she got her bathing-robe wet.” CLOVER. THE TIME is soon coming when every husband, the weather being B or nem little scrawny white ‘Alo’ sno-roseac palo: ner:slsk: cool, will be able to wear his own shirt; but the pantaloons ques- ‘oath o'clogce thet Ye me Ary sort o° bloom thet blows, tion is still unsettled. Gn the grounc Head to heel na ee ine ESS eR kin arise, (GREAT QUESTION in Chicago during 1894—Which shall be the F'om the brink site of the world’s fair? Number of deaths during the discussion Of a foamy summer field, When I speak 0° clover--Gee All the sweets thet clovers yiek!. — —consult the census of 1890, e's the red Roses? Shuck! Sin my head, Gyarden truck! JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY leav estate worth one hundred and Tell ye now thet when I die, fifty thousand dollars. Mr. O'Reilly was an abler man and a 1 BUT aig chance to tread sweeter singer than we had supposed. ot Per Old world, says 1, HIE QUEEN'S SPEECH always suits everybody, being a royal os ee FON OY oye confirmation of that masterly intelligence which enables every- Someta joyful everywhe Noadinn "howd ned, body to know what it is before it is promulgated. Them's my size! Surely me, WHAT ADAM said to Eve when he first made her acquaintance— RYA SrieteN oe cM “Hah! Just come in from Long Branch, have you? Got a SW IN OFFENSIVE WE handkerchief about you? This is no bathing-place.” THE STORY of William Tell having been pronounced a falsehood by the Swiss government, we revive our remark, made long ago, that it was necessarily false because in the year of the alleged shooting there was a total failure of the apple-crop of Switzerland. ‘T WAS announced not long ago that the winds blew as they chose, and it was beyond the power of man to control them; whereupon Bourke Cockran and a thousand other lawyers arose and said,“ We'll make a constitutional question of that and get a fortune apiece out of it.” And behold half the courts called special sessions to elaborately about it. TORY is told of two men who went to the bottom of a well, the water of which was to be pumped in and drown them unless they pulled the rope which could lift them to safety. The man who tells the story was the first to grasp the rope; and as his adversary was saved too, there can be no doubt that it was the identical well occupied by Mistress Truth, Gasts (in the water) —""\ Dutch copper ain't no good Orvicer BLATTERRURG—" Vat's dot?” Gastiy —" Pipe off der sauer-kraut peeler !° HUM OF THE COURT. EVERYBODY knows how to run newspapers except the men who get rich out of them. B LATRICE is a crank on lace: but Hen f Battenberg says she n't as straight-laced as his royal mother-in-law. HE MOTOR of Mr. Keely is finally a success. dt is in a dime mu- seum and several persons have paid a dime apiece to look at it. THE CYCLONE business is getting pretty near to New York thank heaven! we still have Anthony Comstock and a few pr. [TWILL take a mighty big asp to get away with Fanny Davenport Cleopatra. In the case of Bernhardt the sympathy is with the Orricer BLATTERBURG—"* How you like dot oxtensible cloob, Chonny ?* comicbooks.com