Judge, 1891-03-28 · page 6 of 22
Judge — March 28, 1891 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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This Easter-themed page from Judge magazine contains multiple brief satirical sketches typical of late 19th/early 20th-century humor. **Main items:** **"Easter Morn"** — A poem mocking Vassar College women, joking that their Easter joy stems solely from ending their Lenten sacrifice of chewing gum—presenting privileged young women as superficial. **"A Club-Man"** — Satirizes a wife claiming her husband is a "sixth vice-president" of a Democratic club, mocking the proliferation of minor titles in fraternal organizations. **"How He Used It"** — Dark satire: a philanthropist gives money to a "starving" man, who admits he's spending it on liquor to cope with his family's hardship—critiquing both poverty and charity's ineffectiveness. **"A Devout Woman"** — Ironic: a woman claims she ignored millinery displays during Easter service, supposedly absorbed in worship, when the implied joke is she's lying about her piety. The remaining sketches offer light domestic humor about marriage, spring, theater, and literal-minded replies. The overall tone reflects Judge's satirical approach to social pretense, class anxiety, and human foibles.
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JUDGE EASTER MORN. (A Vassar scene.) SOFT rustling like a crowd of flowers Astir in April air ; Daffodils freshened by the showers, Pale crocus-blossoms fair, Daisies and violets, all things sweet — In chapel hall the maidens meet. Bright Easter sunlight dreaming lies =. On silken curl and braid ; With eager smile and greeting eyes Maid clasps her sister maid, And warm congratulations pour As for some joy fate doth restore. Why are these maidens glad amain? Why in their eyes is blent Delight with longing? I am fain To ask. Because in Lent ‘They each had given up chewing gum And now sweet Easter-tide hath come. MADELINE §. muiDcES, A CONSOLING REFLECTION. HE end of life we discover that we have passed nearly one-half of it in being ~ happy without realizing it, and the other half in imagining that we were miserable. Uonwtte: HOW HE USED IT. PHILANTHROPIC PARTY —'"'You said your family were A CLUB-MAN. starving and 1 gave you'a dime. ‘Now 1 God you spending Mrs, Withers—" And 1 your husband, of course, is a prominent club- _ it for liquor.” Mrs, Withers— And 1 suppose your husband, of course, is a prominent clu scat Wal jod beh tee a eat man? ae . : my family starving to death so unnerves me that I have to Mrs. Blythe—" Ob, yes. He's sixth vice-president of the young men’s Demo- drink to keep up my courage to face them.” cratic club.” A DEVOUT WOMAN. SOWELL, what did-you think of the display of millinery?” asked Cumso as he and his wife left the church after the Easter service. “Indeed, I didn't look at the hats, George, dear,” replied Mrs. Cumso, “I was so thoroughly absorbed in the service. IN THE SPRING. OW, when he greets his wife divine With "* Why search for a star, pet?” She answers, ‘‘If to-morrow’s fine We'll go and shake the carpet.” SIGHT UNSEEN. Cleverton —"You say that the beautiful Miss Crane refused to go to the theatre with you? That's queer. She went to the ball with me the other night. Dashaway—"True, But you forget that it was a masked ball.” THAT PROPOSED SUBWAY PNEUMATIC TUBE. District Messencer —"' Dis settles it! I'm a-goin’ out of a business where a feller Aas t' travel fast!" HIS PREFERENCE. **][R- LEIPUP,” said the landlady to the new boarder, “do you wish to have your eggs for breakfast in any particular way?” “Yes, madam,” he replied; “I prefer them {rest AT EASTER-TIDE. His thoughts, Her thoughts. THAT lovely face ] CAN'T half see Shows inward grace. What Mamie D. I'm sure her thoughts are fitting Has for her Easter bonnet. To Easter day. Well, there ! ‘tis that Devout her way ; Old fast year’s hat ‘To heaven her soul is flitting. With just new ribbon on it. A LIGHT THAT FAILED. Morton —" Venson is a great painter, Have yoti seen his in nature"? Holcombe —" No.” “*T say, Jeb, look at that! ‘Family washing, one dollar a dozen,’ I've ‘Morton —" Well, 1 tell you, there are no flies on it.” heard of how city folks is lazy, but I wouldn't a-b'lieved this else I see i ‘renibo-" Wialedots, iectepre ‘der'a wet baby think see myself sendin’ Zebe an" Lorindy an’ Amantha Gladys an’ the rest to _ Holcombe" What does it represent, a spider's web or a baby sech a place! I s‘pose they scrub their poodles an’ send the children eating jam?” toa public washin’. I'd be ashamed! Family washin’, indeed !" comicbooks.com