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This page contains multiple short humorous sketches typical of Judge's satirical format. The cartoons mock late-19th/early-20th-century social pretensions and gender relations: **Key sketches include:** - "The Finest Woman" plays on Victorian courtship rituals, where a woman blushes at receiving backhanded compliments about her appearance relative to horses. - "The Tailor-Made Girl" satirizes women's materialism—a woman tolerates a suitor's physical flatness but rejects his romantic advances if his wallet is literally "flat" (empty). - References to Jay Gould (the wealthy railroad magnate) in a Sunday school lesson suggest the era's preoccupation with extreme wealth inequality. - "The Judge's Error" mocks class pretension: a drunk prisoner claims he's "fancy drunk" because he drank champagne rather than common alcohol. The cartoons express skepticism toward both women's supposed materialism and men's social climbing, typical of Judge's satirical tone during the Gilded Age.

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JUDGE AN INTERNAL DISAGREEMENT. WRONG, BUT NO MATTER. (Continued. («THE census,” read Snifkins aloud the other evening, “ embraces twenty million women.” “Happy man!" commented Simkins, who had just awakened from a doze in the corner. REVENGE IS SWEET. “Some ambitious men and women do villainous things.” Is that remark a generality or do you refer to an indi- vidual case?” She—" Mrs. Smart and I have the only pug dogs in town, and, would you believe it, that woman has bought up every curling-iron in the place.” WANTED IT STRAIGHT. Colonel (caught in a storm) —" Look out how you're holding 4 j F that growler.” Sergeant (wiping his fips) —“ I ain't spilling it.” A NEW YORK CLIMATIC Colonel —“ No; but holding it in that way a drop of rain may NECESSITY. fall into it.” A rrieNp—'* How goes it, John?” THE FINEST WOMAN CuucKs; THe veNDeR—'" Way up, Jimmy.” Sence I sawed der ice-cart in ‘+LIE'S the finest horse in the country," said the owner to the two I's gittn’ rich.” group admiring a noble animal. “And to my mind the finest horse in the country is next to the finest woman.” And at that the woman who was patting the horse's nose blushed and inwardly thought the owner of the horse was the finest judge both of horse and woman. HE GOT THERE. Paterfamilias —" This won't do, young man; you are altogether too late getting away when you call on mny daughter.” Young man—* Oh, but sir, haven't you kept track of how early I always come?” A TORRID REGION. Sunday-school teacher —" \t matters not how rich we may be in this world, we can take none of our wealth to the next. Even Jay Gould cannot take any of his railway stock with him. Freddy Fangle may tell us why.” Freddy —" Because there is no CONCEALED FOLIAGE. water there.” ‘THE JUDGE’S ERROR. Magistrate (surveying the pris- oner)—“Ah! a plain drunk, I Prisoner (with dignity) —" No- shir; fancy drunk, shir. Had noshing but champagne, shir. A PARAGON. RED ips and bronze hair, White teeth, beryl eyes ; These make a maid fair As a summer's fair skies. Small feet and big heart, White hands and bright mind— Ah, I never could part With a maid of that kind. Lr0x aan, OVER- BALANCED. Nepean Cholly —"Deah boys is my scart ~ you pent thaws nt Med deren preity lowe straight ?”” “THE ARTIST —"*All finished, sir.” Reggie—" Ob, no; it's way to one side.” “Cholly —"So 1 feared. D'you know I could scarcely walk straight coming down the avenue.” THE TAILOR-MADE GIRL. THOUGH you're a flat she minds not that, You find each time you woo; But if your pocket-book is flat She has no use for you. APPROPRIATE ENOUGH. Mrs, Larkin—*\ see that at a wedding in England the bride was ac~ companied by four little boys dressed in sailor-suits.” ‘s = d 7 Larkin—*That’s all right. It Dewach—"All right. Brush it dry, will you? 10. ‘Guess I'll go home.” + ~~ was a marry time affair, you know.” —_wet such a close cut.” comicbooks.com