Judge, 1892-12-10 · page 12 of 18
Judge — December 10, 1892 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* presents a collection of brief comic sketches satirizing everyday social situations and human foibles circa early 1900s. **Key themes:** **Class and domestic humor:** "That Would Be Awful" mocks servant-employer relations, with an Irish maid (Bridget) threatening to withhold her recommendation—inverting the power dynamic. "The Boat Needed a Trim" uses a woman's weight as the joke. **Marriage and aging:** "Signs of Age" presents marital discord over a wife's appearance; the husband quips her secret aging "wants publicity." **Period attitudes:** "Slightly Mixed" uses dialect humor with African American characters misquoting scripture. "Cupid's Joke" plays on sexual double-entendre ("for bear/forbear"). **Social pretense:** "Strictly Correct" mocks tailors' bait-and-switch delays. "Time to Stop Fooling" satirizes hypochondriacs—a fashionable patient insists she's genuinely ill only when the doctor threatens actual treatment changes. The humor relies on servant stereotypes, gender roles, ethnic caricature, and social class observations typical of period satire.
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JUDGE 422 SIGNS OF AGE. +4] ACTUALLY do believe that 1 am beginning to show my age,” sighed Mrs. Trotter. “Show it?” returned her husband. “Well, you've kept it so secret that I don't wonder it wants to have some publicity.” THE BOAT NEEDED A TRIM. Misrant Corrai—"Oh, Miss Irene, woan’ yo’ please put yo" feet on de odder side ob de boat an’ trim it up a little?” THAT WOULD BE AWFUL. Mrs. Keedick (indignantly) Bridget, you must leave this instant! 1 won't put up another hour with your impudence.” Miss Rafferty —"Aisy, now! If yez talks thot way sure an’ I won't give yez a ricommindation to show to the nixt gurrel.” TOO MUCH. GHE is the fairest of all girls— Yet I must go away, For she her rich-toned voice un- furls In “ Ta-ra-boom-de-ay.” GAVE IT TO HIM. The judge—" What, you here again? You promised last week to reform.” Prisoner —""1 know that, judge, But a man can't reform all at once. Give me time.” The judge—"\ will. Thirty days.” IN DOUBT. CeTHERE is a saying that fortune comes to every man once. Did she find you out?” “She did if she ever called.” Miss Hexpso- an ass.” SLIGHTLY MIXED. Uncie Mose—"* Was you up to de chu’ch dis mawnin’, Ephra'm?” Epura’ Twas dar.” UNcLE Mose —" What was de tex’?" Ertira'a —"* De tex’ was dat de rich man shall nebber jump thro’ de eye ob de caymel ‘less he hol's a needle in his han’. Uncie Mose —"* What de rich man wanter do dat foh?” Erira’m —"' I doan’ know, Uncle Mose, but dat was de tex’.” made while you wait.’ Miss Satpso—'* Mr, Chappie has given up the Buddhist fad.” he transmigration idea was too much for him, eh?” Miss Satpso—"' They told him his next appearance would undoubtedly be as And she did. STRICTLY CORRECT. Customer—" You have a sign in your window—'A suit of clothes Do you really do that?” You leave your order, with a deposit, and then Tailor —‘ Yes, sir. go home and wait till the garments are finished.” CUPID'S JOKE. 66 PORREAR!" cried the maiden as Cupid passed by, His bow tightly strung and his arrows quite near, “For bear?” he replied with a wink of his eye, “*Not so, pretty m: hunting for deer. TOO MUCH OF THAT. Mrs. Cumso—" You ought to have seen Willie Whiffets tear up the street.” Cumso—"1 think he ought to be made to put it down again.” EASILY FELT. s6THAT horse feels his oats, I can tell you.” “Why shouldn't he? Every oat is pointed at both ends.” TIME TO STOP FOOLING. Dr. Grvrr (to fashionable patient)—"* It's merely the same old ailment, my dear madam.” Mrs, StyLz—"'Oh, no, doctor ; I really am ill now !"* Dr. Grurr—"*H'm! If that really is so I'll have to change the whole course of treatment.” comicbooks.com