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# Satire and Social Commentary in Judge Magazine This page combines brief satirical quips with humorous illustrations addressing late 19th-century American concerns. The "Hum of the Court" section offers cynical observations on contemporary figures and issues: James Parton (a biographer), Henry Clay (the Kentucky statesman), and Colonel John R. Fellows (a public figure allegedly prone to emotional speeches). The cartoons depict working-class life: "Hard Times" shows labor organizers struggling to incite strikes when workers are content; "A Re-introduction" humorously portrays a college-educated man returning home, initially embarrassed by rural customs before being reminded of simple pleasures. Other items satirize trends like hypnosis influencing voters, sensationalized crime (rejected lovers killing rivals' families), and speculative Wall Street traders. The overall tone reflects Judge's skeptical, often sardonic approach to American society, politics, and human nature during the Gilded Age.
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500 HUM OF THE COURT. JAMES PARTON was a good man, Therefore the words “There shall be no Parton there” do not apply to him. WE PO NOT believe that Henry Clay Henry was a Kentuckian and got his consolation in no such foolish way as that. HE COMPANY that insures a man’s life must take all risk of the insanity that leads to suicide. To claim otherwise is to plead the baby act. TIGER in Belgrade tore his keeper to pieces. The last words of the poor man were, “It's tough on me, but it ‘ll be the mak- ing of the show.” HE AMENITIES were pretty well preserved during the late canvass, but it will take some time for all the candidates to establish the alleged fact that they are entitled to human respect. swore, HARD TIMES. FIRST WALKING DELEGATE—" What ‘Il we do, Jake? Everybody's contented, an’ I can't git no one t strike fer love or money.” SECOND WALKING ATE over in th’ stone-yard, 's hois go over an’ agitate th’ horse.” "ve got it. Casey, "rock by horse-power, Let's _ Mr. D. Huntiey Rictey (on @ visit home from college)—"*1 tell you, Guy, me new associations have nearly obliterated {rom me mind all the common ‘old home habits and customs, and "—— Five-ace Pere—"tI say, pard, won't you join us in a game o' poker?" Lartat Luke —"‘Sorry, boys, but I've left my gun at home.” It IS INSISTED by the New York 7e/egram that Colonel John R. Fellows cannot make a speech without weeping. Has not this rain-making business gone too far? JERRY RUSK devotes his annual report wholly to argument in behalf of farming. In print it looks like an inaugural address, but we dare say J. R. never thought of that. A NEW KIND of rejected lover shoots his sweethearts father and brother. That is brutal enough, but it has reason in it, since it saves the woman at the bottom of the disturbance. THE RESULT last week would have been otherwise if a large number of voters had not been hypnotized. It is singular that the daily papers have not given that among their thousand explanations. MAN who recently married a notorious woman in Paris says she was the only woman who could keep him from drinking himself to death. The inference is, we suppose, that the cure was better than the disease. M® INGALLS says the east is jealous of Chicago and hopes the Columbian exhibition will be a failure. Sometimes Mr. Ingalls thinks he tells the truth, but he usually bases that conclusion on false premises. THE BEARS of Wall street talk of drouth-makers in a manner which shows that the rain-makers have touched their hearts, and at intervals cry out that if there must be rain to order there must be floods as well. CuRIous FACTS—That Robert Ray Hamilton, according to evidence presented to a late coroner's jury, had his trousers-legs cut off apparently in behalf of knicker- bockers; that he wore neither drawers nor stockings, and that his family have still done nothing to bring his remains east. A RE-INTRODUCTION, O1p Mr. Ricuey— Hold on a minnit, my son.. I reck’n you need re- mindin’ of one old home racket. Mother, fetch that horn-back hair-brush,” comicbooks.com