Judge, 1893-11-18 · page 10 of 16
Judge — November 18, 1893 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* contains several brief satirical pieces typical of late-19th-century American humor: **"Bimetallism"** jokes about the currency debate by comparing it to a mixed marriage between "Goldsmith" and "Silverstein"—a topical reference to the era's heated political argument over gold versus silver coinage standards. **"We Girls"** presents women's gossip, with Mabel admitting she recovered from illness only to spite a romantic rival—dark humor about female competitiveness. **"A Misdemeanor"** uses Irish dialect humor (common in period satire) to joke about a man wanting to arrest his wife for her sharp tongue. **"Mr. Goldgrabber et al."** features a Yiddish-accented immigrant character complaining about his son's gambling losses—ethnic stereotype humor about Jewish immigrants and their children. **"After the Ball"** shows a young girl embarrassed because a boy repeated God's name (implied profanity)—humor about childhood innocence and Victorian propriety. The bottom illustration ("Feathers and Fur") depicts a parrot's physical revenge, likely a visual gag.
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JUDGE BIMETALLISM, Se YOU were talking about a queer union when I came ii “Yes; Miss Goldsmith is going to be married to Mr. Silverstein.” “WE GIRLS.” Myrtle—"Nou had a wonderful recovery, hadn’t you, dearest ?” Mabel—* Yes; that hate- ful Mrs. Croker came in one day and hinted that if I died Charlie would probably marry that odious Cunningham girl, A MISDEMEANOR. and I made up my mind then Mr. Hoan (those wife has a temper)—"l 14 five if | died in the at- want me woife arristed for carryin’ a concaled weap- x on, yer anner.” tempt. His woxor—** What's the nature of the —= weapon?” sa Mr. Hocan—' Faix, it's blamed shar-rp—it's TABLE d’ hote— A matter her toongue, yer anner!” of course. CEMETERY NOMENCLATURE. SOTRINITY church-yard is named after Trinity church,” said Hicks. “Greenwood is named because of its trees, and potters-field, 1 MR. GOLDGRABBER ET AL. suppose, is named after the bishop.” 64 ARE you a married man? No? 1 thod perhabs you v , Goldgrabber to the friendly cop the other morning, as he emptied CONTINUAL REVOLUTION. a can of ashes jn front of his store. “Bud,” he added, “I mighd haf Northern visitor —"Do you really have a revolution on your hands knowed bedder. You loog too habby for dot. Or, perhabs, you left all the time down here? your vife? No? Dere is my son Moses. Two months ago he say he South American—" Ob, yes; this is aregular Ferris-wheel government.” vin two tousand dollars on de races, und I say, you are a fine poy, you are a gread poy, you are a vonderful poy, Iam broud off you; und people say, how do he do it, und I say I dunno, pecause he god prains, I subbose; und yesterday his mother she go to the bank, where she safed ub t'ree hundred dollars for him, und she say, ‘How long pefore my son Moses could get dot money if he vanted id?” und dey say, * Your son Moses he preddy sharp, he draw all dot money oud long ago already.’ And what do you think, he has blowed all dot money in on de races und say notting aboud dot to me, und when I say,‘ Phy did yo’ do id? Are you a fool? I tought you von alvays!" he only say, ‘Vot yo’ goin’ to do aboud id? De only von of my childrens mit sense is dot daughter Rachel, und efen she say lasd nighd if I don’d puy her a lemon-colored hat, righd avay quig, she go off mit herself und ged on a stage. Ach, mein Gott! Dot's whad comes of having children.” And Mr. Goldgrabber started to tear out a handful of his hair, but thought better of it and lit a cigar. AFTER THE BALL, Gladys —" Mamma, ‘oo must never ask Willie Willis to my parties any more.” Mamma —* Why not, dearie?” MISTAREN. IDENTITY: Gladys— Oh, he's a dre’fful little boy ; he says dre’fful, dre’fful things. Wivow Fow.an—"'Sakes alibe, dekin ! how'd yo" git dat face an’ haid ?” aionema feortomsly) —* tet paris ea Oe Said, giles Deacon Comns—" Went ‘possum-huntin’ larse night, saw one hangin’ Gladys (much embarrassed) — Please, mamma, I'd rader not. He fram de lim’, hauled off an’ jest bimmed de life out ob>—ob—a hoh’nets’nest !" _ said—he said—he said God’s last name, (In a whisper.) He said damn.” FEATHERS AND FUR; OR, THE PARROT’S REVENGE, comicbooks.com