Judge, 1892-08-13 · page 4 of 18
Judge — August 13, 1892 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page collects several unrelated satirical pieces typical of Judge's humor: **"It Has Come To This"** mocks the "New Woman" of the late 19th/early 20th century—women adopting masculine fashions (suspenders, short hair, blazers) and interests (racing, baseball). The satire reverses gender roles: men now ask women about their earning potential before courting. The dialogue between Miss Flypp and Miss Trévvet ridicules women's superficiality—Miss Flypp refuses a man lacking "beauty nor mental attainments," contradicting feminist ideals. **Other vignettes** include mild domestic humor ("A Change in the Farewell"), wordplay about selling art ("A Clever Ruse"), and ethnic comedy featuring "Shinbones Johnson" in dialect, a common period trope. **Context**: This reflects anxieties about women's increasing independence and professional ambitions during the Progressive Era, presented through mockery rather than serious critique.
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i ; / Mr. Roselle usually waves his hand at his wife when he leaves the house in the morning — IT HAS COME TO THIS. THE WOMEN wear suspenders, And are fond of men’s cravats ; They also wear their blazers And their nobby little hats. Their gloves are very mannish, And they wear their hair cut short; ‘They are up in all the racing slang, And base-ball is their forte. And things are so reversed that men In courting will not speak Until they ascertain how much A wife can earn a week. SHE SURELY WOULD NOT. Miss Flypp—*\ don't believe that a woman should marry her opposite.” Miss. Trévvet —" Don't you?” Miss Flypp—"No, 1 don't. Do you suppose I could be happy with a man who possessed neither beauty nor mental attainments ?” Old maids’ families are some- times largest. —tar behalf, tion, ist. “SPRING CHICKEN"—THE REBOUND OF THE HATCHET. SHINBONES JoHNSON—"* Now den, off goes yer head — ’ — Hu! ! ! dat’s inga rubber shua!! ON A SHADE, THOUGH much was said in his By graveyard poet shriven ; I doubt much if his epitaph Will get him into heaven. AN IMPOSSIBILITY. He (of New York) get you some refreshments She (of Boston)—“1 don’t think you can. I saw some college foot-ball men here this evening.” ‘ant A CLEVER RUSE. COYVHATS the idea of putting that card ‘sold’ by the picture?” asked the man who had re given the artist room in his front window to display his latest crea- “Then some one will be sure to want to buy it,” replied the art- comicbooks.com