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# Political Cartoons from Judge Magazine, 1893 This page contains several satirical pieces typical of Judge's social commentary: **"Extreme Provocation"**: A courtroom sketch mocking a husband's marital complaints. The judge questions why he'd break his vows; the man responds with absurd grievances (wife filled his ear with water, threw peanut shells). The satire targets men's tendency to exaggerate domestic annoyances as justification for infidelity. **"A Slight Misunderstanding"**: Two women's conversation where Mrs. Sawnter repeatedly misinterprets Mrs. Strollout's comments about "her husband" as references to a dog. The joke hinges on the ambiguity—Sawnter's arch responses ("They all do need a leader") suggest she's mocking marriage itself, making women's domestic situations laughable. **"May Thirtieth, 1893"**: A sentimental poem honoring fallen soldiers on Decoration Day, likely referencing post-Civil War reconciliation ("hands of blue and gray"). **Dog illustration**: A humorous scene of a boy taunting a dangerous dog, suggesting foolish risk-taking. The page reflects 1890s attitudes about gender, marriage, and domesticity through gentle ridicule.
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EXTREME PROVOCATION. Jupce Sweetser— "* Didn't you promise to love, cherish and protect this = + woman ?” = ~ Mr. CoLtincwoop—"'I did, sah ; but when she done took 'n let d’ babe BARNUM'S LATEST. fill mah ear full ‘r water an’ sail ‘peanut-shells in it afore I weked up in d’ Proressor ScuNEIDLER—"*T losd mein glarionette in Hoboken, ladies unt chentlemens, unt so vas helluped oud by mein frent here.” mawnin’, I welshed jest a liddle. A SLIGHT MISUNDER- STANDING. Mrs. Strollout — So glad you are enjoying this lovely morning. I just strolled out with my "— Mrs. Sawnter —* With your bus- band. How nice!" Mrs, Strollout—* Ye-es—with my husband and my dog. The day is really so delightful and the dear fellow needs all the fresh air and exercise possible.”* Mrs. Sawnter —"\s he staying here? Mrs, Strollout —"\ beg your par don?” Mrs. Sawnter —*Does he go to town every morning? Mrs. Strollout —* Oh, dear me, no! Why should he? It would wear him out in a very short time.” Mrs. Savwnter (sympathetically) —"Is he so delicate?” Mrs. Strollout—" Very, very deli- cate; but he has picked up greatly since we came here. He enjoys it im- mensely. Seems to take in every- thing.” Mrs, Sawnter —“So 1 should judge.” Mrs. Strollout—"Always on the qui vive for a bit of fun.” Mrs, Sawnter —"1 don't doubt “a? Mrs. Strollout—" But you'd never imagine how wild he gets at times.” Mrs. Sawnter —" Oh, wouldn't 1" Mrs. Strollout —"“And he really needs a leader. Mrs, Sawnter (archly) —* They all do, my dear. Mrs. Strollout (seriously) —" Not all, The last I had used to trot after me so faithfully I never felt a moment's anxiety. Mrs. Sawnter —" Oh, indeed? I did not know that you had had any "—— Mrs. Strollout—" Oh, yes. Two before this one, I'm so very fond of them. I expect to get another in the fall.” Mrs. Sawnter (in astonishment) —" You—oh—ah—expec Mrs, Strollout—" Yes; in the fall. I would like to have an Irish setter next time.” Mrs. Sawnter (grasping the situa- tion) —“ Oh, exactly, an Irish — of course, an Irish setter. How very nice ! Mes. me MAY THIRTIETH, 1893. SOLDIER'S grave—ah, flowers gay With loving-kindness on it lay. The clash of battle now is o'er, Peace resteth here forevermore, Joined are the hands of blue and gray. It matters not who won the fray, He always walked in Honor’s way, And so we bring sweet flowers for A soldier's grave. So loved ones come to weep and pray; So little children leave their play To honor him whom they adore, Whose breast the shield of duty wore ; Bov (on safe side of the fence)—'* Don't be fered, Padsy; take And so they decorate to-day him by de fift’ werterbra of de‘neck an’ choke him to def!" A soldier's grave! HAH iF WATHAN Ot. LEVY. yiti! Fancied sécurity. THE CATAPULT, Brewing trouble. Successful result comicbooks.com