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This page contains Victorian-era humor pieces and satirical illustrations typical of Judge magazine's style. The content includes: **"Hers Wasn't the Muttonhead"** - A brief domestic comedy sketch about a husband and wife discussing sheep, playing on the phrase "muttonhead" (a period insult meaning foolish person). **"Kill Two Birds"** - A dialogue joke about teaching a parrot to swear. **"Evidence of It"** - A short piece about a valentine and a doctor. The illustrations depict various social scenes—a domestic interior, a theatrical or public gathering, and chaotic crowd scenes—typical of Judge's satirical commentary on middle-class Victorian life. **"To a Neglect Leddie"** appears to be verse poetry, possibly mocking romanticism. The humor relies on wordplay, domestic situations, and observational comedy rather than explicit political commentary. Without clearer identification of specific contemporary references or named figures, the precise satirical targets remain unclear to modern readers.

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JUDGE HERS WASN’T THE MUTTONHEAD. 4 TWO heads are much better than one,” said he, Glancing up after helping her fasten her glove. “That is so,” she replied ; *‘ but as we're not in love Will you please quit casting those sheep's eyes at me?” KILL TWO BIRDS. Mrs, New Flatte—* Now, Brother Jobn, hubby told me I was to get you to come over and settle our flat for us. You know you are handy. Hang the pictures and curtains, and fix the locks and lay the rugs.” Brother John— Ait right, sis; ll come—and I'll teach your parrot to swear at the same time.” “THE DEUCE IT 1S.” EVIDENCE OF IT. Briggs —" You must have composed the poetry yourself in the valentine you sent around to Miss Quilter.” Griggs (eagerly)—" Why, you haven't seen ber since, have you?” Briggs—"No. The doctor wouldn't let any one see her.” HE'D BEEN THERE BEFORE. Dracon MANN (thinking the waiter is going to play the chair trick on him) — “*See here! you take yer hands off that air er you'// be the fust ter go down.” ACCOMMODATING, PROFESSOR J.—"‘ Before the performance begins, will one of you gents be so kind as to step forward and hold this — mY Fi A fe A CATASTROPHE AVOIDED. WANDERING TANK (soead/p}—"' I wuz pretty sick last night, wuzn't I, Ragsey 7 Racsi . You wuz out of yer hea kep’ actalkin’ crazy like.” WANDERING ‘TANK —"* Wot wuz I a-sayin’ ? ong.” WANpeRIN didn't gimme any, did yer? Tank (agifatedly)—"* Great sna-a-a-kes, Ragsey! Racsey —"* You wuz yellin’ * Water, water, water!’ like dat, all night Yer TO A NEGLEKIT LEDDIE. [DLOE to be your valentine, Douce lassie o' the hair sae fine, Wi heevin’s licht i sifts 0° shine Upo' your face. T wad that every stubborn line Sud sing your grace. T wadna daunder at the edge, Crum-pickin’ fearfu’ on the ledge O' outward beauty, when the wedge ' sang applied Sud cause the mind wi'in the hedge To be descried. VERY. T'll show ye haud nae skirlin’ fears ; Nae clishmaclaver fills your ears ; Your tongue’s attuned to hymns; in jeers Ve spend nae leesure, Gie me your heart ; I'll risk a’ tears An’ ca’ it pleesure. O primsie lassie, smile on me ! Maist leal i? word an’ act I'll be; Fashin an’ wae shall from ye flee. Bide i? my arm; ‘Twa-three o' kisses tak an’ gie, An’ laugh at harm, —chick-e-n!” comicbooks.com