Judge, 1891-01-03 · page 7 of 16
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This page satirizes late-19th-century medical quackery and urban politics through a thick German-immigrant dialect monologue attributed to "Strauss." The speaker enthusiastically endorses Koch's Remedy—a real but ultimately ineffective tuberculosis treatment promoted by Robert Koch—as a cure-all for society's ills. The satire mocks both the credulous public embrace of dubious medical science and corrupt New York politics (referencing Mayor Grant and Tammany Hall). Strauss absurdly claims the "lymph" would reform prisoners, make corrupt officials honest, and cure social problems—obviously ridiculous exaggerations. The heavy dialect caricature reflects period anti-German immigrant prejudice common in Judge's pages. Other sections include light social humor ("A Thorough Business Woman") and a poem on New Year's hopes. The cartoons' sketchy illustrative style typifies Judge's satirical format of the era.
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JUDGE STRAUSS ON KOCH’S REMEDY. OT I DINKS apoud dot Koch's remedy? Dot vos der piggest inwention dot cooms dis century aroundt. Dot vos Cherman, I baed you efery time. Uff you don’t vant vot you seen ask me for ut undt der crate Cherman mindt sends. ut py express on der next mail, ain’d ut? Der brinceaple off dose is dot efery dings cooms fon dér tuberéle-lobscouse aber der bro- mide, mictobes, odgr"der basilicus der’ plood, inside. Righd avay you makes some-lymph dot knocks der basilicus, oudt, in von! round: McAllister undt der doods got a tubercle-lobscouse off deir headts, undt der bromide undt: microbes vos eat oop deir prains. See? Den you' vill some lymph make oud calf's-foot chelly, fish-gloo undt mustard, undt righd avay-jhchect ut in der: pack off deir necks undt dem fellers:a new sett of prains got already. Dot makes me proud like sixty, Uff you der righd lymph got you waccinate all dem fellers der benitentiary-inside undt righdt avay- dey cooms oudt undt choins a Sunday-school, eats pread-undt milk undt vouldt'shteal Grant's monu- ment oudt Riferside park undt sell ut to a lime-kiln uff déy.got a shance. Uff Mayor Grant got some lymph mit pellydonna undt ohiodide uff potash miskit in'ut he vould sold his boleece’s genumeration to a city directory undt vote mit der county Democrasy pye undt pyc. “Der righd lymph is all dot you vant, undt der Tammany fellers vould peen; oudt cleanin’ der sdreets undt makin’ der boleeces officers do deir dooty, I baed you. I oxpect dot apoud forty car-loads off dot lymph vould sdart ‘em oop. “Py Chiminetty! uff you der righd kindr lymph got you Could inchect dem fellers on der horses-cars dot refuse to gife deir seats to der ladies, dem fellers: dot could make a goot livin’ rootin’ deir noses mit uff dey lost deir ‘chob at der city hall, undt righd avay dem vould : shtand on deir headts undt holdt_ = A THOROUGH BUSINESS- WOMA’ py der shtraps’ mit deir toes to Miss Westenp—"I have often wondered. let der ladies dein seats hafe, why you have never married. You seem to have ‘a good deal of attention. + Crashus 1" ufl Jou caalds wacct: Miss PULVERsToxe— Yes; ‘but I can nate Hill deep enough he might make a good deal more money bringing suits Peen induced to run der bresi- for breach of promise, dent for in ‘ninety-two.” “ How you vill get all dem kindt of lymph?" asked Stinehofer as he put the rest of his Bologna in his vest pocket and threw his pretzel to his dog. sms “Dot vos a leading kervestion,” said Strauss; “dot vos der connectin’ ligk 4 petween der Hungarians undt der human race dot vos lost, as Darwin said to Gladstone at Berlin, _Findt me dot lymph uride dis vos a goot vorldt to life in undt a man peen sorry efery time he dies.” AT. WORDEN, A DEMON UNAWARES. Mr. MusGRAVE (tho has sent for a new physician and entertained him previous to the consultation) —"* Now, doctor, 1'd like to have you tell me what you think of my case.” His vistror—‘*I'm afraid you've made a mistake, friend. I'm the. man that calls t’ register th’ gas-meter. That was boss wine though. THE NEW YEAR. WIUIAT do we covet for the coming year? Meals rich and good as any in the town, Enough of sparkling wine to wash them dewn, New clothes to aid us in a gay career, New friends, if sorrow comes, to give us‘cheer, From those we love no shadow of a frown, A little taste of glory or renown, Good health to fight for those we hol! most dear, But as things go, deluded’ mortals all, “What shall we boast of in the coming year— Of fame and fortune ours shall be how much? Here in a row you'll see what shall befall: New fads, new frauds, new accidents, new fear, New ills, new pills, new bores, new debts and such! NATMAN 31, LEVY. A MEMORIAL RAID ON POSTERITY’S POCKET. Foreigner —“And how do you New-Yorkers propose to perpetuate AN INTRODUCTION, General Grant's memory?" Por—" Homans, I want you to know my friend Church.” News Vi 2 2 or i Homans —"' Delighted to meet you, sir. Charming morning, isn’t it?” New Yorker —“ Oh, we propose to appoint the soliciting committee- (4nd the action in the sketch is explained by the fact that these gentlenten are men of the monument fund for life and make the office hereditary.” all foot-ball enthusiasts and prefer to become acquainted in this tay.) 3 comicbooks.com