Judge, 1893-04-01 · page 5 of 18
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This page from Judge contains multiple satirical items mocking rural provincial attitudes and social pretension. The **"World's Fair Specials from Rural Districts"** section ridicules small-town papers' boastful coverage of the 1893 Chicago World's Columbian Exposition. The Marshton Bugle claims visitors and accomplishments of absurd insignificance (a cross-eyed cat, one local attending) warrant international attention. **"Sympathetic"** depicts working-class Irish immigrants, with the dialect humor typical of period satire. The **fashion evolution diagram** at bottom mocks how women's bell-shaped skirts grew increasingly elaborate—a commentary on vanity and impracticality of Victorian fashion trends. Various short jokes target **Irish working people** ("Weary Wanderer" asking for bread), **prison conditions**, and **social hypocrisy** (the wealthy ignoring posthumous consequences). The tone throughout is condescending toward rural, immigrant, and lower-class subjects while presenting itself as sophisticated social commentary.
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SYMIATHETIC, “Aw, Mrs. Maloney, Oi'm thi poor woman's darlint hangin’ there. WORLD’S- FAIR SPECIALS FROM RURAL DISTRICTS. According to the Marshton Bugle: If any visiting Oriental despot wants to know how to run a paper let him visit us and we will give him all the instruction he desires. Josiah Trotter paid cash for a sub- iption yesterday, and we are preparing a gilt-edged memorial of him for exhibi- tion at Chicago. Out of the twenty million visitors to the world’s fair there will be at least one representative citizen of Marshton. This speaks well for our enterprise. English tourists to Chicago will find this city a great relief and a quiet haven after the rustle, bustle and hustle of the London Times please copy. ithstanding many doubts ex- sed on the subject it can be positively stated that the exposition on Lake Michi- gan will not interfere with our annual county fair, We have a cross-eyed cat with a two- foot tail that really deserves a place in the animal exhibit at the fair, but unless he JUDGE travels on his looks we do not see how he is to get there. If this paper should sud- denly cease to make its appear- ance there need be no cause for alarm. It will simply mean that we have at last yielded to temp- tation and set out for Illinois, with no idea how to get there or money to travel with. Our esteemed contemporary in the next county who said that the Eiffel tower was to be brought over from Paris didn’t know what he was talking about. He should go to Paris, take a look at the tower, and then real- ize what a double-barreled idiot he shows himself to be. But this is no news. HE STRENGTH of Mr. Sullivan survives, but it has gone to his mouth. NEEDED STRENGTH. Youxo wirr—"'T am surprised to have a strong man like you ask bread of m WEARY WANDERS (with dignity)—‘* Madam, if I were not a strong man I should not ask for your bread.” ME DIDN'T LOOK IT. EVERY-DAY OBSERVATIONS. [F YOU do not pay down there comes a day when you must pay up. It is a kind Providence that prevents the prominent from living to see their posthumous portraits. How glorious in the eyes of the world is the hero of poverty and sacrifices—atter he has risen above them! The man who sells his soul to the devil for great riches would be less satis- fied with the deal if he could foresee how speedily his children will refund the money. MRS. GEORGE ARCHIBALD. NO HURRY. Prison-warden (to condemned crimi- nal on morning of execution)—“I am to ask you if there is any little thing you would fancy for your breakfast.” Criminal—"Thanks, I would like a couple of peaches.” Prison- warden —" Peaches! we are in March.” Criminal—" Never mind. 1can wait.” STATED IT EXACTLY. “ Where's that tramp?” He hurried away when I Why, Clean gone, eh?” No; extremely dirty.” S THE EVOLUTION OF A NINETEENTH-CENTURY BELL(E). comicbooks.com