Judge, 1890-11-29 · page 5 of 20
Judge — November 29, 1890 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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**"The Indian Commission"** (top): This cartoon satirizes a Native American delegation testifying before a government commission about tribal decline. The speaker, "Snowball-in-the-eye" from a tribe that performed in Buffalo Bill's Wild West show, uses broken English and comic dialect to describe how tribes are disappearing through assimilation, alcoholism ("robust form of drink"), and military conflict. The satire mocks both the government's ineffectual response to Native displacement and stereotypical portrayals of Native Americans—treating a serious tragedy of cultural destruction as comedic fodder through exaggerated speech and caricature. The page also contains several unrelated short humor pieces about marriage, friendship, and courtship—typical filler content for this satirical magazine. These offer crude jokes about relationships rather than political commentary. The cartoons reflect late 19th-century attitudes: Native American decline treated as inevitable entertainment rather than systemic injustice.
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JUDGE THE INDIAN COMMISSION. N HEARING the evidence of “Snowball-in-the-eye” of the Sagwallup tribe, who had been in England with Cody's wild west show, the commission broke into emotion too deep ~for utterance. He said, “I am bursting with emotion, and noth- ing but my war-whoops hold me together, You notice the quiver in my voice. It is all the quiver I have left. Soon the United States will be left with ‘nary red’ and will not be worth a single Sioux. We are broken-hearted at the white man's scorn, corn I may say distilled into a robust form of drink. Our Blackfeet are disappearing over the mountains, our Flatheads are marks for the white man’s little hatchet, and our Snakes are all in our boots. The Crows have caws for their com- plaint. If we strike they ring in freckled Irishmen on us at four dollars a week. They gave the publica good show but did not give us any show at all. The blackeyed maiden on Bull creek waits for us. Westward the star of Bill's show takes his way, you bet. I wish to be reserved and will retire to the reservation. I have said.” HOSPITALITY ee Moutpy Mirrins—‘' Well, this is the most hospitable town I've ever struck, Food and drink set right out at the door.” A SPOT ON THE SUN. Ce] SAY, old chap, you and I are deuced good friends, and our friend- ship would be most satisfying were it not for one thing.” “And what may that be, you chronic grumbler?” “Why, we borrow from each other so persistently that we can never raise a cent between us.” JONES AS A PHILOSOPHER. sty Bi “D. else oe” u S oe AS F I KNEW any country on this round globe,” said Jones the other okay Ratsanson—'* Doan yo" wisht yo! wns Lemmy Swansey? evening after remaining for several moments lost in thought, “ where Moke’ He done fell inter d’ ice-cream freezer at d’ chu'ch fair people didn’t die I should certainly migrate in order to end my days there.” ight, an’ had t’ cat he’s way out.” A HAPPY CATASTROPHE. Mc ¢ HE DID NOT KNOW. + ¢YVOULD you like to go to heaven when you die?” asked a Boston Sunday-school teacher of a small resident of the hub. “I don’t know,” replied the little fellow dubi- ously; “is it,as nice as Boston?” THANKS. THANK ny stars for things which I possess— Enough of gold to buy a good square meal The spirit of unselfishness to feel A pleasure in another's happiness ; Humility in plenty to confess ‘The many faults which I cannot conceal, And I must own that I'm inclined to steal A rapture from a maiden’s sweet caress. But as I know a widow and recall Her manner graceful and her air so grand, Her features fine and fascinating smiles, I must declare I give thanks most of all That I've been able firmly to withstand Her witching ways and captivating wiles ! NATHAN MM. Livy, A MACHIAVELIAN DESPOT Hampton — Oh, yes; my wife always does whatever I want her to.” Chalkley —" How is it that your wife obeys her ete ee husband so implicitly and mine doesn’t ? Mii i Hampton—"Well, 1 always urge my wife to ETHELBERT—'‘ Will you grant me one last fond embrace before we part forever?” , 44 WinirreD —'*Cert’nly. If I were you I'd fondly embrace the opportunity to get out before do what I disapprove of. papa comes down, comicbooks.com