Judge, 1893-10-28 · page 10 of 16
Judge — October 28, 1893 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page from the satirical magazine **Judge** contains several unrelated humor pieces typical of late 19th/early 20th-century American comedy: **"Affection's Offering"** mocks the sentimental autograph album entries written for a Southern woman. The included examples feature deliberately poor spelling, grammar, and overwrought sentimentality ("explane your wisdom"), satirizing the pretentious yet clumsy attempts at profundity common in such albums. **Several short joke dialogues** target specific social types: a dentist confronted by a boy wanting to extract teeth to spit like a peer; a burglar who receives polite cooperation; marital miscommunications about dinner preparation. **"Criticism"** appears to mock literary criticism's pretentious terminology ("innate selfishness," "feet of clay") with an editor questioning whether such analysis is actually insightful. The illustrations show period-appropriate dress and domestic scenes. The humor relies on wordplay, malapropisms, and gentle social observation rather than political commentary. This represents Judge's typical miscellaneous entertainment content.
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JUDGE AFFECTION’S OFFERING. a MISS SADIE GREEN, on leav- ing her home in the south to spend a winter north, gets various friends to write in her autograph- album. The following extracts she kindly allows to be taken from it for the benefit of that large class f who don't know what to write when Pee | Whe suddenly asked for their autograph : and a sentiment : “Best wishes of Isiah Alston is that I hope that your enjoyments in life may be great no thorns nor Thistles may grow up in your path- y Mi Way to prevent your enjoyment rea from taking its course and the beau- iL) f Ly tiful sun may shine there upon.” ; Whe With “Hope you a good and happy life a success in selecting your wed- ding one may you love him and he you. And I hope you will make a happy cuppel. C. Dons.” HIS AMBITION. Dentist —"* Well, my little man, what can 1 do for you?" SMALL BoY—"' Please, sir, I want you to pull a front tooth so's I can spit like Jimmy Peters.” 1. Mrs. O'Roonty—"* Fur th’ love of hivin, Moike, but the baby be's goin’ out th’ windy, shure !" “Cling to wurchure and alway re- Take member your friends. there is some things we cannot remember we cannot remember the day we war bornd and we cannot remember the day we war beried. explane your wisdom among CRITICISM, SHAT about describes it, don’t you think so?” said the reviewer, reading the following from his crit- icism of Jarley's book—" The scene between May and Ogilvie—where he urges her to become his secretary—is masterful in its strength, The innate selfishness of the SY wis people and they will hear to you. man is revealed and May finds that her idol has feet of f jay ” yours truly clay.” : “ELDER JONES “1 don't know,” said the editor. “Did the man really - v Jon have cold feet?” rn ie bones , oP PAUP “ My dear girl how gravely I look ifs HER PIECE DE RESISTANCE. upon the preshious Charge. now pos- rally Mr, Fraidover—"\ don't dare bring any of the fel- seat aad os: Wad J the © of Eloquent ris lows home unexpectedly because I never know what my to cone ae Passionated love I wife may have for dinner.” would be the happiest man on Earth, Mr. Bravitout—" Ob, 1 always know what my wife this prognosticates my admiration’ for Fy will have, because in a case of that sort she invariably has you. Your truly friend— T the same thing.” “B,D. H-0-P-! " Mr. Fraidover (imterested\y)—"And what is that?” — _ Mr. Bravitout—"X fit.” “ May the bright sunshine of eter- . a ees : nal bliss be shedding its beams along MONEY. OUT OF THE QUESTION: the line of your life in such away that _ Burglar— Nour money or your life! all foots of everlasting sorrows and evil Ta Victim —* Certainly. Take a seat while | make my will.” POSITIVE PROOF. —*' Brown must be dead in love with Miss Smith.” Wraicus —"* What makes you think so?” Cynicus —** Don't you see how he is killing himself over the jokes of that ass of a freshman brother of hers?" EAE temptations will be stamped upon the walls of oblivion where they will never rise to darken your path of directitude, Let copious showers of blessings rain down in torrents upon you. - : *ROTE BY A FRIEND.’ " NEW NAME: FOR IT. Miss Beaconstreet —""Are you fond of Milton?” Miss Sitverton (of Denver) —“1 have never read much of him; but I believe ‘Paradise Lost’ is considered the greatest epidemic ever written.” HE WAS TIRED. Mortimer—* The play- ing of that young lady at the piano is feally wonderful, isn’t it?” Fatigue—" Yes, but not half so wonderful as when she begun, she was-so much younger.” HIS VOCATION. She—* Weren't you sur prised that Wildrake should make a surgeon?” He—" Not in the least. I can't remember when he wasn't given to cutting up.” ON HIS LAST LEGS. comicbooks.com BE