Judge, 1891-10-24 · page 5 of 16
Judge — October 24, 1891 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This page from Judge contains multiple brief humorous sketches typical of early 20th-century American satire: **"An Egyptian Beauty"** is a flowery poem mocking romantic literary clichés, paired with an illustration suggesting theatrical melodrama. **"Just Before the Curtain Went Up"** jokes about stage nervousness, with an actor comparing waiting in the wings to listening for a church bell—a reference to Millet's famous painting "The Angelus." **"Rain-Producers"** satirizes a con artist whose scheme has failed (gored by a bull), now relegated to selling "clouds"—likely mocking both weather-manipulation charlatans and failed businessmen. **"She Had Heard of Him"** plays on mistaken identity—Miss Scadds confuses Mr. Bartlett with someone else known for pears. **"Four of a Kind"** contains puns about theft and clothing ("pants" as trousers and the verb form). Minor items include observations about a Jefferson Davis monument and jokes about balloons and theatrical touring. The overall tone is light, pun-heavy vaudeville humor with no serious political commentary visible.
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AN EGYPTIAN BEAUTY. ER midnight hair is rich and its ebon never blanches As it ripples o'er her forehead or reclines in knotted rest ; And sometimes she lets it tumble down in glossy avalanches Till the scattered tresses touch her sweetly undulating breast. < Her eyes are blue, and in them you can see the molten sap- phire ; They're the very brightest jew- els ever set in human face. Of looking in their limpid deeps oh, who could ever tire? What other eyes indeed in all this world could fill their place? Her lips—well, they are rosy ; they are moist with fragrant nectar Which is lifted by her sighing from her busy little heart And filtered through her teeth that are far whiter than a spectre, And there the dewy sweetness lingers on her lips apart. Her feet—they are too dainty to take up a long description ; Her form is plump and graceful as her country's famous queen ; ‘There's a magic fascination ‘bout this olive-skinned Egyptian— Ah, she'll make the prettiest mummy that on earth was ever ’ \j pa JUST BEFORE THE CURTAIN WENT UP. fever been on the stage before, have you?" Jexntson—"Oh, yes. This part of it always reminds me of the Angelus. Listening for the bell, you know. RAIN- PRODUCERS. | evamase we , + © \JHAT has become of that rain-producer who was hanging around SO) ts way, here last week ?” “Ob, he's in another branch of the same business. He's pushing clouds.” “What do you mean?” “He got gored by a bull last Thursday.” SHE HAD HEARD OF HIM. Mr. Dolly —* Miss Scadds, allow me to present Mr. Bartlett.” Miss Scadds (graciously) —" 1 am happy to meet you, Mr. Bartlett. There is a fine crop of your celebrated pears this year.” ARTIFICIAL. Jantror (coming into ¥. MC. A, gymnasium dressing-room) —"* Begor ! that last dude's clothes is that padded they'll shtand alone.” FOUR OF A KIND. A THIEF prigging pantaloons, caught By a cop, the old sergeant appalls By saying, ** Put in your report: I'm one of that cop's over-hauls.” ‘That thief in the cooler he plants, Preceding the act by a pun— “Yon copper run after the pants ; ‘The culprit pants after the ran.” Across Cabin John run, near Washington, is the longest single Ai @ A stone span in the world. The name of Jefferson Davis, then secretary of d h\paee 2 \ wil war, has been obliterated {rom its tablet by a superstitious engineer be- M 4 mn \. Hi {i | cause J.D. was an arch traitor. § { i! \ \ 2 ‘ bik I Restaurant waiter (to Mr. Clover) “Ahem! Anything, sir, for the waiter, sir?” Mr, Clover (rising from table) —‘Sartin, Take all there is left; I’m stuffed.” Surgeon's motto—Veni, vidi. JONN ALaRO, IS THAT THE WORD? “A great many balloon accidents are happening.” es; a large number of people are being parashot.” THEATRICAL NOTE. McReapy —‘* How long a run did you have in Schenectady?” KEanx.—" Oh, just from the hotel to the station.” comicbooks.com |