Judge, 1892-07-23 · page 10 of 16
Judge — July 23, 1892 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several brief humorous sketches satirizing early 20th-century urban life and social conventions: **"The Poet's Pinning-Fork"** mocks editors rejecting amateur poetry submissions. The "invention" shows a poet literally pinned to a wall by an impatient editor, satirizing the constant stream of unsolicited manuscripts editors endured. **"An Amateur"** jokes about poetic conventions—an editor pedantically insists maidens in poems must sit at "casements" (windows), not ordinary ones, mocking pretentious literary affectation. **"Kept Busy"** presents domestic humor: a woman claims she's always out because she now markets her own vegetables, reflecting early 20th-century home production during wartime or economic pressures. **"The Proper Way"** offers absurdist workplace advice about breathing "before" arriving at the office. **"Off the Coast"** features animal dialogue where a whale mentions sharks finding false teeth from visitors—dark humor about dental mishaps. **"Not Exactly the Horns of a Dilemma"** shows a man embarrassed about missing a dinner engagement. These are light, observational humor pieces typical of Judge's satirical magazine format.
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58 cs See NO Ms. WATER BUSY TODAY CALL AFTER : | \ Rotts & Eprror—''I should like to hear the poem, but must really hurry down town, Please exctise"—— AN AMATEUR, +4] JUDGE that you have not written much poetry,” said the editor to his caller after examining his manuscript “No, you know?” “In these verses you speak of a maiden as sitting at her window. Now in poems maidens never sit at anything so common as win- dows. ‘They invariably use casements, KEPT BUSY. Mrs. Bingo — "1 have called at your house twice now, and each time you have been out.” Mrs. Kingley — "Yes. Since we have been raising our own vegetables I have had to go to market nearly every day.” ; but how did THE WRON Conpucror (glancing at ticket)— FRTHERWATE 5 NOT EXACTLY THE HORNS OF A DILEMMA, Mr. Rannrt—"' This is awfully embarrassing! I've got an engagement to dine at the de Bunnies’, and I don't know what they'll think of me if I fail to show us— THE POET'S PINNING-FORK.—(THE LATEST INVENTION.) PASTEBOARD. Sorry, sir, but we don't stop at that place.” Bar BLACKS. POETS Ready oe) “Peover Port—"' Not so quick!) Zip!!!! (Pins him to the wall.) VI not detain you long. (Xeads)—' One balmy moonlight evening a!"—— Epiror — | take it—Jet me-out !!" THE PROPER WAY. 00 | HAVEN'T had time to breathe since I arrived, at eight-thirty this morning,” complained the cashier to the book-keeper. “You should do your breathing before you come to the office,” replied the book-keeper. OFF THE. COAST. Whale—" Hullo, Shark- | ey! How have you been?” Shark —“ Not very well. I've had’ trouble with my teeth.” Whale—* You ought to have been here in season. There were several visitors to the shore with fine sets of false ones. One pair belong- ing to a Chicago drummer would have fitted you to —However, these ears of mine have helped me out of many a scrape before.” comicbooks.com