Judge, 1892-02-06 · page 6 of 16
Judge — February 6, 1892 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* contains multiple brief satirical pieces mocking social conventions and human nature: **"Popular Fallacies"** lists common misconceptions about money, love, and society—the humor derives from the *actual* truth being the opposite of each claim. For instance, money marriages *are* despised (contradicting the opening), and people *do* fear rent collectors. **"The Irishman's Treat"** is an ethnic stereotype joke: an Irishman mistakes a tin disk for a coin, orders a drink, then insists the bartender keep the "payment"—the humor relies on a caricatured Irish accent and implied stupidity. **Other vignettes** include a porter interpreting lottery numbers from dreams, a job applicant's unexpected reunion, and a woman's insincere romantic declarations. The final "Antipodes" cartoon appears to reference colonial encounters. These pieces reflect late-19th/early-20th-century *Judge* humor: wordplay, ethnic stereotyping, and mocking social pretension. The crude woodcut illustrations and dense text layout were typical of the era's satirical magazines.
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JUDGE POPULAR FALLACIES. THAT money marriages are despised. That a broad waist-band is indicative of good living. That love in a cottage means more than ‘one meal a day. ‘That the love of office is not supreme in the human breast. DOWN TO THE ‘That a box of bon-bons contains the quint- LAST QUARTER. essence of all earthly bliss. That a visit to London or Paris is neces- sary to a person's salvation. That a tenant cannot tell the tread of the rent-collector a block away. That a common spy is much more of a nuisance than the kodak- fiend. That a lucky man doesn’t quake when he gets on skates for the first time. That the number of cranks and lunatics decreases as civilization progresses. ‘That the frequent quoting of poetry is proof that one possesses an ear for music. That there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in a nightmare. That the average burglar is dismayed just because the bureau-draw- ers happen to be locked. ROUGH WEATHER FOR SI PasseNcer —* Say, porter, I've just dreamt a good policy-gig for you. Mad three dreams, and’ each one was six-sixty-six.” ‘THe vORTER—" Thanks, boss. (Aside,) I jess go play nine-ninety-nine. He done dreamed dem figgers upside-down.” THE IRISHMAN’S TREAT. AN IRISHMAN picked up a round bit of tin in the street. It looked like a coin, and he walked into the nearest saloon and ordered a drink, putting down the disk when he had finished. “ Here!” said the bar-keeper; “this is “Tin, is it?” said the Irishman. “ Thin hev wan yuresilf.” RECOGNITION—A LONG-FORGOTTEN ROMANCE. Mrs, Duton Applicant this Alicia?” Mrs. Duton—" Why, count!” * Have you had any experience as butler?” bh, yes; Ihave been engaged for— What! is not A LITERARY CHAT. FOR EVENING DRESS. & ‘| tab you are familiar with Pope's‘ Es Bedad ! look at this coat yez sould me lasht noight fer a stone: geome this wera “Tcan't say I am,” replied Miss Gotham. “I did read his last en- “Mein tear frendt, dot goat ees fur eefening vare only." cyclical on the labor question, though. It was a daisy.” ay on Man'?” said Miss Mr. Gots? That a young lady would rather have a kiss from a young man than from her pet dog. ‘That chasing a cat from the back-yard fence does not involve all the elements of the poetry of motion. RATAN BL LRVY. NOT HURT. HE says she hates me ardently, But I grieve not ; in sooth, My soul is full of gladsome glee, Because I know Penelope Doesn't always tell the truth, A TRUTHFUL GIRL. Cora—"What! you going to marry Fred Hipple 2” Madge—" Yes.” Cora —" Why, not long ago you said you would not marry him if he were the last man in 3 the world.” : ‘ Wedsd WE Teheie ULTRA STYLE AT THE ANTIPODES. Welly: Saw-rootnt (the Philippine chief)—" By the great —If this doesn't fetch that Woogle-oogle girl I'm my word. He isn’t, Woly-ho-loi! I'm in luck, mistaken.” comicbooks.com