Judge, 1893-03-04 · page 5 of 16
Judge — March 4, 1893 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This page collects humorous sketches mocking Victorian-era social pretensions and domestic life. **"What's In a Name?"** ridicules how different social classes describe the same thing differently—here, likely the actress Eleonora Duse. Critics use pretentious Italian terminology ("la Signora Duse"), poets wax lyrical, while drunk club members use casual slang ("the Duse")—all describing identical performances with class-coded language. **"The Husband of a Married Belle"** satirizes how wives dominate their husbands socially, relegating men to mere "understudies" of their wives' romantic interests. **"Mrs. Witherup's Wish"** presents a wife's cutting observation: her husband's portrait shows him smiling pleasantly, unlike his actual grumpy demeanor—a jab at male sourness and the gap between public presentation and private reality. Other sketches mock Irish immigrants ("Nips and Nips"), modern youth abandoning religious practice ("Different Now"), and social hypocrisy generally. The humor targets class anxiety and domestic discord.
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NO MEDIUMS NEEDED. Exper FratHer—''I see dat Professor Slippah, de prestidigitatur, is on de back seat, an’ he will ‘blige me by steppin’ out on de po'ch while de collecshun is tuck up.” THE HUSBAND OF She—"*All the world’s a stage.’” JUDGE WHAT’S IN A NAME? THE critic as he takes his pen And bisectingly views her Refers in a didactic way To ‘1a Signora Duse.” ‘The poet drinks with rhapsody Each pose, then calls his muse. He writes a lyric to her grace And dubs her Madame Duse. ‘The club young man, who enters ‘‘ ripe” (Twould scarce do to say ** boozy”), As he adjusts his binocle, Says "' How d'ye like the Duse ” Mans. 6.7. READ. FAREWELL FOREVER. Spirit—" Where am | assigned?” St, Peter— There's no room for you in the Gotham reserve and you'll have to put up in the Boston Browning corner.” Spirit Good-bye.” A MARRIED BELLE. He—"“And the men in society are the understudies of their wives’ cavaliers.” NIPS AND NIPS, Biputous PaRENT—"' Well, Freddie, did Jack Frost get a nip on your ears?” Freppie—" Not quite, papa; and I'm glad he didn't, for then they'd look like your nose. Grandma says your nips show in your nose.” Juvor— Pouicen, jurce at have you to say?” PATERFAMILIAS— What is the charge?” Shure, yer honor, it's th’ fault av th’ saison, *T found the whole family drunk.” DIFFERENT NOW. Uncie Jerr—" Good-bye, Arthur, I hope you still kneel down before going to bed, as they taught you at home.” AnTHUR—'* Oh, dear, no, It would ‘spoil the creases in my pajamas,” SENTENCES PASSED BY THE JUDGE. THE royal goose is a swan. The seer finds God everywhere—even in the churches. Rascality in the haunts of poverty deserves no share of her alms. No man is too poor to be envied by some one less poor or less rich. Providence may scatter the seeds of the chickweed and dock on the snow-crust, but unless the birdlings look sharp they will be very likely to starve. . It is only when the village-girl has been imprisoned within a great city until overcome by the pangs of nostalgia that she finds all the overflowing sentiment and gush that has been written about country life to be true. KATIIRINE GROSJEAN. MRS. WITHERUP’S WISH. SOYVHAT do you think of this portrait of me, my dear?” asked Witherup. “It is very smiling and pleasant,” said Mrs. Witherup. Then she added wistfully, “I wish you'd look like it once in a while, John.” It’s th’ wather thot's froze, an’ phwat cud we be dhrinkin’ but whisky an’ beer?” comicbooks.com