Judge, 1891-08-01 · page 4 of 20
Judge — August 1, 1891 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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This page from Judge magazine contains multiple satirical sketches targeting social and domestic issues of the era (appears to be late 19th century). **Key satires include:** - **"Time for a Reform"**: Mocks excessive drinking by suggesting "measuring heat by the quart" instead of degrees—a dig at alcohol consumption during humid weather. - **"Small Boy Loquitur"**: A child complains about poorly-fitting pants with "room to grow," satirizing mothers' impractical sewing. - **"Reasonable to Suppose"**: A countryman jokes that malaria disappeared because boarders carried it away—mocking rural superstition and anti-urban sentiment. - **"Behind the Bars"**: Dark humor about a man imprisoned at Sing Sing prison who considers it relief from mosquitoes. - **"A Lake Storm"**: A captain's anger described as literally "blowing up the crew"—exaggerated absurdist humor. The illustrations depict genteel middle-class life with its petty frustrations: social pretense, domestic complaint, and class tensions between city and country dwellers. The humor is gentle satire rather than biting political commentary.
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JUDGE TIME FOR A REFORM. ‘OWE measure heat by degrees, don’t we, papa?” “We used to, my son; but in these days of humidity it would be more proper to measure it by the quart.” 272 AN INTERRUPTED TEMPERANCE LECTURE, NOTHING TO SAY. [PON the sofa they both sat. He held her little hand, But spoke no word because below There was a German band. VERSATILE. Father —" But how will this young theologian be able to support you if he doesn’t get a charge?” Daughter — Why, pa, he’s an ex- perienced summer-hotel waiter. A DAILY STAMPEDE AT HILLVILLE. Oup Uncte Exoc Sttsner—"* Call. th HELPING HIM OUT. hot day? Why, fren’s, I r'member when "—. City man (to farmer leaning over the fence) —""I should think you would find it lonesome living here all alone.” Farmer —" We did find it kinder lonesome up to a month ago, when the proprietor SY (seeing an opportunity L @ temperance ks of the hotel over yonder came and took board with us.” lecture) —"' To be spent at once for strong drink, eh! You poor wretch, why will you so demean yourself? Why, even this— THE SMALL BOY. LOQUI- ‘ TUR. HATE the pants that mother makes Si by And "leaves me room to grow"; / ‘That's why they drag around my legs, That's why they wobble so. REASONABLE TO SUPPOSE. City man— What did you mean 1g there was no malaria here?" Countryman —"*Wacal, you see I reckoned that the first batch of board- ers had taken it nearly all away with ‘That's why the pockets at the side them. Are ‘way down by my feet ; And the way I know the front from back Is the patch that’s on the seat. SATISFIED. ALE the girls have gone away— Lenox, Newport, Long Branch ‘That's why they look so kind of queer ; I'm going to tell her so, I hate these pants that mother makes With "lots of room to grow.” PACK M. DUFFIRLD, BEHIND THE BARS. Bingo (to Bound Brooke, who lives in New Jersey) —"Old man, I've just heard that your son has been sent to Sing Sing. 1 am awfully sorry. How does he take it?” Bound Brooke —" First rate. He says it’s a great relief from the mos- quitoes.” AN OPENING FOR A MISSIONARY IN SOUTH AFRIC —dumb bruté would scorn to"—— A LAKE STORM. 6 &D)ID you enjoy your lake D trip?” “Not very much. We had a terrible storm.” “Came up suddenly, didn’t it?” “Yes; the captain got mad in a minute and blew up the whole crew.” _A MODERN DAVID. Citycus —" You call this house of yours only a stone's throw from the statio: Rusticus —" Yes. Citycus —* Then I'd like to see the man who threw the stone.” PERHAPS. ‘ 6Su MMER girls,” re- marked Spatts, as a bevy of damsels passed by. “ The others are women, I suppose,” replied Bloo- bumper. The “pup BRUT! claims them ; Let them merry be and gay, Lively, sportive—no one blames them, All but one, for Melicent (She, the beautiful and witty,) Stays at home, so I'm content To remain here in the city. ATMAN M. LEVY. DEFINED. ee para. what is luck?” “Tt is a quality, my son, that we despise the more the less we have of it.” '—" Whoop! Hoo-ra-a.ay! comicbooks.com