Judge, 1893-03-04 · page 10 of 16
Judge — March 4, 1893 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple short satirical pieces typical of Judge's format: **"An Astronomical Observation"** presents a romantic poem where a man claims to admire stars but actually gazes at his companion's eyes—mocking sentimental Victorian romance rhetoric. **"An Error"** jokes that intelligent people needn't be frivolous, countering a common stereotype. **"Could Suit Any Case"** satirizes patent medicine salesmen who sold multiple "cures" for the same ailment (colic) without real differentiation—a common target of turn-of-century satire. **"Reason Enough"** mocks a man's lingering resentment toward his wife's ex-suitor despite winning her years ago, absurdly defending jealousy as justified by past competition. **"Her Request"** reverses the romantic suitor trope: the woman asks him to stop bothering her. **"Anarchistic"** references a foreign count (likely depicting anarchist stereotypes about immigrants/nobility). The cartoons illustrate these pieces with period-appropriate ink drawings showing domestic and street scenes. The overall tone is light social comedy targeting romantic pretension, commercial quackery, and marital dynamics.
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144 AN ASTRONOMICAL OB- SERVATION. $6 AML, LOOK at the stars” she shyly said— Vhey glittered and glowed in the skies o'erhead. he answering said ; it down instead. Down to her soft and quiet eyes, Filled with the light of glad surprise, ‘Till utt'ring they hid ‘neath their lashes dim, And night seemed the darker to him— to him, Ie lifted her face till their glances met— Ilis eyes were eager—her lashes wet. “The stars are glorious, love, I see, Recause they hold a light for me. A REQUIREMENT. She—" They haven't hung your picture up yet, He—*No.” She—"What are they waiting for?” He—A balloon.” HIS BACK UP. “Shure, Pat, and phwat's th’ matther wid its back?” “Oi don't know. Guess he's got it up ‘bout somethin’. Mrs. OLDTIMER—"* Do you know, your chickens are always com- AN ERROR. T get the idea incorrect Within your brain embedded ‘That men of shining intellect Must always be light-headed. COULD SUIT ANY CASE. Young mother —“ How many kinds of colic medicine have you?” Drug -clerk —“ Dozens of ‘em, ma‘am. How many kinds of colic is your baby troubled with 2" REASON ENOUGH. ‘4 PARDON me, Standoff, but 1 can’t for the life of me under stand why you always allude to § more as your hated rival?” “Well, Bunting, it is simply be- cause he was my rival and I hate him.” “What do you hate him for?” “Don't you know we were both aspirants for the hand of the same woman?” “Yes, I know that, but you won her and married her at least five years ago.” “Exactly,” growled Standoff. Isn't that reason enough ?” from t the exé Hot Thi issued Railw: who Octod It go. | places groun ful in t ¢ « ( : ( ( ‘ ing over in our yard?” ANARCHISTIC, Mx. Newwiri Mrs. LA DovLe—‘*I knew this new coupé would attract attention.” Mrs, Ouprister —"* How do you know it?” C 3 7 ¢ 3 - ’ ? OUNT GRABRETTI—"*Cu ! zey giv Mr. Newwire—" Because they never come back.” tyrant away.” ston. -se quality | Be ae: Motdnes' to sey, gieks ae HER REQUEST. ss] LOVE you so,” said the persistent suitor, “that I'd do anything under heaven you asked of me.” “Do you mean that?” she asked softly. “Ido,” he said hopefully. “Then I ask you not to bother me with this nonsense any longer.” HE KNEW BETTER. Mrs. Samfrre—"Doctors say that worrying will make a person thin, Mr. Samfire (who weighs two hundred and sixty-eight pounds)—"I know that isn’t true, because the more I worry about gaining flesh the fleshier I get. “No hurry, madam ; we'll wait for the next train.” HE KNOCKED down a dozen horses, And without a sign of fear; He wasn't a strong man either, But he was an auctioneer. VERY LIKELY. ERE’S a great deal of jealousy among the flowers,’ 1 Hawkins, “It is my firm belief that the vio- let is blue because it isn’t a rose. HER LITTLE IDEA. Amy—" What possessed Sue to take a course in chem- istry?” Mabel—" She wanted to find out what cosmetics are harmless.” comicbooks.com