Judge, 1893-09-23 · page 4 of 16
Judge — September 23, 1893 — page 4: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects various brief satirical jokes and cartoons typical of Judge magazine's format. The humor targets: **Social pretension**: "A Sweeping Count" mocks Irish immigrants (Mrs. Muldoon) for conflating family members with livestock. "A Good Man to Know" ridicules a man who borrows money for an engagement ring—suggesting financial dishonesty masquerading as romance. **Criminal underworld**: The "Fad, Nothing More" exchange between a burglar and con artist satirizes criminal culture's adoption of trendy behaviors. **Class and commerce**: "Barter" depicts a street peddler's cleverness in comparison-selling—an Irish vendor outsmarts a well-dressed traveler through wit about hypothetical value. **Urban wealth**: "At the Club" jokes that a rich man's only value is funding others' drinks. **Bottom comic**: "The Tale of a Shirt" shows slapstick humor—a dog trained to pickpocket his master's handkerchief accidentally exposes him indecorously during a card game. The artwork style and dialect humor reflect 1890s-era sensibilities about Irish characters and working-class stereotypes.
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KEP OFF, me GRASS IMMINENT, ess that chap would give fifty dollars to get off that horse.” ‘ait a bit; he'll yet off cheaper than that.” DUBIOUS SYMPATHY. Miss Deceit —" \ had to tell him the truth last night.” ALiss Caustigue—" Poor dear! How hard that must have been for you." A FAD, NOTHING MORE, Bunco man—“*If you're tired of burgling why don’t you take up the green-goods business?” Burglar—Oh, | don’t take any stock in these fin-de-siécle fads.” AT THE CLUB. . “J ACKSON ‘s a perfect nonentity. He has plenty of money, but what good does it do him 2” “Pays for his cocktails—and some of mine, I like Jackson.” A SWEEPING COUNT. Ixsrector—'* How many have you in your family, Mrs. Muldoon ?* Mrs. MuLpoon—"' Tin, sur ; counting ther ould mon an’ ther pigs.” BARTER. Traveler—" What ate you selling, my good man?” Peddler—" Ferns ; Irish ferns.” Traveler—" What do you sell them for?” Peddler — Sixpence a bunch.” Traveler— Too cheap; if you had them in London you could get ten = shillings a bunch.” Peddler —""Do you see that lake over there, sir?” Traveler what of it?” Peddler —"\f 1 had that lake in tophet I could sell it for a pound a quart.” Yes; A PRIZE, Trotter —"Nello! judging by your color you've been on the water. In any cup races ?” Foster—"No. All got was a sun-burned mug.” SUSPENDED PAYMENT. A GOOD MAN TO KNOW. Dashaway—"1 just heard a disgraceful thing about Corkerly. He recently became engaged, and hang me if he hasn't borrowed the money to buy the ring.” Travers (cagerly)—" Who did he get it from?” THE TALE OF A SHIRT. Mr. Tenistom has taught his dog to take a hand- kerchief from his back pocket, and one day while deeply interested in the game the faithful animal— —jumped up— ——and pulled out bis shirt!!! comicbooks.com