Judge, 1893-04-29 · page 6 of 16
Judge — April 29, 1893 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple short humorous pieces typical of late-19th/early-20th-century American satirical humor: **"Cronin's New Sunday Suit"** depicts working-class Irish immigrants (identifiable by dialect and names) in domestic conflict—a wife criticizes her husband's new suit fit, leading him to cut it up in frustration. The broad Irish-American stereotypes and slapstick were standard comedy fodder of the era. **Other brief jokes** mock pretension and social hypocrisy: an actor's false flattery toward a rich heir who's actually broke; a mother's self-sacrificial guilt-tripping; a con man abandoning a poor acquaintance when learning he's penniless. **"Injustice"** makes a pun: matrimony should be considered a U.S. "state" (playing on "state of matrimony") alongside the actual states. **The final dialogue** appears to satirize naive rural ignorance about science versus biblical literalism—a figure misreading "four corners of the earth" as evidence the world isn't round. The humor relies on period stereotypes and now-dated social observations rather than current political events.
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CRONIN'S NEW SUNDAY SUIT. Cronin (coming home)— shtoor, Eily. Is ita fit they Mes. CRONIN (crisply)— it aff.” Cronin —" Howld an, bad ‘cess t’ yez! It’s too shor-rt yez has 'm.”" Mas. Cronix—" Th’ day's cowld phin Oi wor not larnin’ th’ tailor thrade wid McAnnis befoor yez kem out at all.” Cronin (with hit heart broken)—" Look ‘'r thot now! Yer ‘il laugh, will yez, ye ould omadhoun?— —Well, be gor! Oi'll giv yez soomtin’ t' laugh at. Lave me th’ chissors."” (About an hour later.) Cronin (in the wood-shed)—"" It's th’ foine hilthy ixerchise this bichycklin’ is.” . JUDGE RESIGNED. 6eVWV/HY did Jorley Ww give up the receivership of the bankrupt athletic club?” “He was ordered by the court to dis- charge the sparring in- structor, and he con- cluded that he didn’t like the job.” FRANKNESS ITSELF. Tragedian—"1 only know two bad actors.” Critic —" Whois the other one?” DEFINED. SELF-SACRIFICE. Mrs. Hicks—"‘If you would only be a good boy you don’t know how happy it would make me." Dick Hicks—" For your sake, mother, T will try it; but I know by experience just how miserable I shall be.” 66 DAPA,” said Wil- P lie, “what is a sermon?” “It is a four-line biblical text expanded into eight columns of mystery, my son,” said Mr. Hawkins. DIPLOMACY. Timeserver—So your aunt left you fifty thousand dollars? I congratulate you, dear boy. Come and dine with me. Did anybody, by the way, ever tell you how much Booth resembles you?” Scapegrace— But | owe every penny the dear old lady left me.” Timeserver—" Excuse me a moment. It's a friend. Must meet him. See you later. I didn’t mean Booth. I meant Tim Murphy.” VERY APT TO DO IT. Downey—"Ob, yes; when I go to the world’s fair I shall stop with some distant relatives in Chicago.” Fleecy—" Have you seen any of them lately 2" Downey—" Oh, about six years ago.” Fleecy—" How do you know they won't plead the statute of limitations” BROUGHT THEM RIGHT ON. Briggs—" Miss Twickenham said last night that if I kissed her she just knew she would have hysterics.” Griggs—"What_hap- pened?” Briggs—" They had to summon three doctors in fifteen minutes.” A GOOD PLAN. wey ‘ed and Nell et on so well Since marriage vows they took— He never mentions politics, She never tries to cook. NOW THERE WILL BE FUN Bunting —"The talka- tive Miss Linger has been punished at last.” Larkin—"1n what way?” Punting —" Shebas mar- ried a Larber. INJUSTICE. [7S really rather fanny, In congressional debates, That the state of matrimony Is not mentioned with its mates ; For surely none Deny it's one Of the United States. “Yo! see, Miss Lily, I dun heerd say dat de world was roun’, but don't de bible speak ob de *foah cohnahs ob de earth’? Now ef de earth hab foah cohnahs how can it be roun'?* comicbooks.com