Judge, 1893-10-14 · page 5 of 16
Judge — October 14, 1893 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple short satirical sketches targeting social pretense and human folly. Key pieces include: **"To an Empty D.D."** mocks a clergyman (D.D. = Doctor of Divinity) whose sermons are compared unfavorably to stringy beef—brutal commentary on poor preaching. **"Not Cut Out for It"** jokes that a physically fit man can't play football because he's bald, satirizing shallow reasoning. **"His Feet Gave Him Away"** depicts a Black masquerade party-goer (Big-Foot Thompson) recognized despite a mask, playing on period racial stereotypes and minstrelsy conventions common to the era. **"Why He Resigned His Charge"** shows a reverend threatening to publicly shame a congregation member who stole umbrellas—mocking both clerical pomposity and petty moral theatricality. The overall tone ridicules hypocrisy, social climbing, and the gap between pretense and reality. These are typical Judge magazine fare: class commentary and situational humor reflecting late 19th/early 20th-century American anxieties.
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DID YOU EVER enter a bar-room when you had but fifteen cents in your pocket, thinking you | ——and find half a dozen or so of your acquaintances assembled, who greet you would get a quiet little nip— most cordially ? TO AN EMPTY D.D. [ PO not like your sermons, sir, Because for mental meal I much prefer e’en stringy beef To very bobbish veal. NOT CUT OUT FOR IT. S6\YJHY don’t you put Ww Dobbins on your foot-ball team?” “ Physical infirmity.” “Why, he looks to be a strong, well-built, muscular fellow.” “Yes; but he’s bald.” PHILOSOPHICAL, 6+] NEVER have any kind of luck,” said Mawson. “That's luck enough,” said Dawson, who had been having nothing but bad luck. HIS FEET GAVE HIM AWay, Miss JOHNSON (af the masquerade ball)—"" 1 know yer, Mistah Thompson Yer can’t fool me.” Bic-Foot THompson—"* Fo’ de Lawd’s sake! Now how did yo’ tell dat?) An’ me wiv er mask on too.” THAT IS FAMILIAR ENOUGH. ¢¢] INFER that Jaysmith is very familiar with history.” “How did you acquire that inference?” “heard him speak of Charle- magné as Charlie.” THE POWER OF LETTERS. THAT England's mistress of the C's She often doth aver; But only think with how much ease ‘The H's master her. PERHAPS HE HAD TQ. WHY HE RESIGNED HIS CHARGE. Miss Faith Cure—*Dear Mr. Reverenp Fits— Brothers and sisters, before bringing Longacre, I wish youd try divine this meeting toa close I desire to say that I have discovered the healing for your lumbago. erring brother who has been purloining umbrellas, and un- : ie ‘ Mr. Longacre—" Thanks, Miss less the ones lost are brought to my door by to-morrow morn- The Reverend Fits's yard the next morning. waite SOG Tae ing I shall denounce him at our next meeting before the entire aith; 0 my congregation.” porous-plaster.”” comicbooks.com