Judge, 1891-12-05 · page 35 of 52
Judge — December 5, 1891 — page 35: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This Christmas-themed satirical page from Judge contains multiple cartoons with offensive racial stereotypes typical of late 19th/early 20th-century American humor. **"The Table; = Sometimes Turned"** series depicts a dandy in top hat repeatedly encountering misfortune—breaking his boot, smelling bad, getting robbed—illustrating the Victorian moral lesson that vanity and pretension lead to comeuppance. **"A Great Difference"** contrasts a mother's punishment of her son ("Arthur, this hurts me more than it does you!") with his cynical response that it hurts differently, satirizing sentimental parental discipline. **"A Decided Black"** shows Uncle Jackson asking about paint color in dialect-heavy speech, the humor deriving from the character's apparent confusion—a crude racial caricature common to the era. The opening text uses exaggerated dialect to mock rural Southern African American speech patterns while depicting petty theft and moral hypocrisy, reflecting the magazine's reliance on racist humor as entertainment.
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CHRISTMAS JUDGE. cookin’ dat ‘possum ez emp'y 'z a gourd, an’ some niggah wif a conshens 'z tough THE TABLE; = SOMETIMES TURNED. "za hunk o' shoe-leathah, dis minnit a-wipin’ de grease ob dat ‘possum off'n his whiskahs! Hahk ! yo’ mis’ble dawg. W’at’z de yuse ob honesty an’ lif'in yo" voice in de pray'r-meetin’ w'en de bizness ob de chu'ch er done by deacons an’ eldahs dat toil not ‘cep wif oddah’s tools, an’ nebbah spin wid dair own yahn? Hahk, Guff! yo’ mis'ble dawg. Huh! W-h-a-t? W’y, goody Lawdy, de t'ief dun yank dat ‘possum’s pelt off'n de do’ an’ took dat too !” J: A. WALDEON. ‘THE BEGINNING AND THE END. ANOTHER year_and Christmas here : again, 1. ‘Here comes a dandy bloke. Bet a tenner he'll 2, This is a professor of the Eden musée. How time into the. past doth go hist that tile an’ break every toe in his boot.” a-spinning! But though the year its end will soon attain, Our debts, it seems, are just about beginning. :/3. Professor Blackart of the Eden mus¢e smells a rat, however. DIFFERENCE. “Arthur, this hurts me more than it does you !"" AnTHUR—" Yes, mamma ; but not in the same place.” A DECIDED BLACK. Uncie Jackson —"* Now, dat dar calcimine wan's a little mo’ collah, What collah? Dar's de question ?* comicbooks.com