Judge, 1894-11-24 · page 7 of 16
Judge — November 24, 1894 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several unrelated short comic bits typical of Judge magazine's format: **"The Lazy Farmer and the Imported Arkansaws"** (left): A rural farmer struggles with sawing logs, then expresses satisfaction with Arkansas razorback pigs—likely mocking rural simplicity and the practicality of hardy livestock. **"Sized Up"** (top right): A domestic dispute where Brother Jack objects to Maud's suitor Tom Higby, claiming he's a "card-sharp." The punchline—they played poker six hours and "quit even"—satirizes the accusation as baseless. **"A Crucial Moment"** (center): Melodramatic parody. A woman dramatically faints over tearing off a porous plaster (medicinal cloth patch), mocking Victorian over-sentimentality. **Other sketches** include "Thanksgiving Day" (holiday sentiment), "Not Proud" (class humor about food preferences), "It Wouldn't Reach" (romantic comedy), and "The Quick and the Dead" (widow's retort humor). The page demonstrates Judge's mix of rural, domestic, and class-based humor for general audiences.
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THE LAZY FARMER AND THE IM- PORTED ARKANSAWS. “Hang this log! Saws awful hard. SIZED UP. Brorner Jack (savagely)—" You'd better drop that Tom Higby, Maud. He's little better than a card-sharp Maup—"' Why, Jack ; how can you say that?" Rrotner Jack—""We played poker six hours last night and quit even.” A CRUCIAL MOMENT. SHE gazed drearily into the lonely street, where the evening lights were beginning to twinkle through the rain, and throughout her whole being was a consciousness that a crisis had arrived. It was one of the tragic moments in life when all one’s resources are needed to bear up under some great shock. For days she had been dreading this blow, and now it had fallen. At last she arose and, turning from the street with a sob of agony, thrust her feverish hand into her bosom. In a moment she tore it forth again and with one last despairing shriek sank fainting on to the fauteuil. She had at last pulled off her poraus-plaster. FLORRNCR ®, PRATT, — By hokey! them Arkansaw razor-backs is jest what | want,— THANKSGIVING DAY. THERE are plenty of things to be thankful for— Hunt ‘em up! And there are plenty of people to be thankful to And plenty you can make thankful to you And plenty of kindnesses you can do— Hunt ‘em up! —Don't see why I never thought of this be- YA, i NOT PROUD. fore. — are | Puckley—" Have a deviled crab?” Simmons—" No; a Cunstianized oyster stew is goof enough for me.” tt 3: 1T WOULDN'T REACH. —Hey, there! git through that They are awfully in love with each other, but gate !— still they are not happy.— A PROMISE OF SUCCESS. 66] EVERYTHING prepared for the sewing- circle?” “Yes; the tea is all ready to be made and Sophy has just goné down for the gum.” THE QUICK AND THE DEAD. Bob's widow—" Do you dare to sit there and 4, tell me you consider yourself a better man than —Ry jingo! Til git ‘em all pa. Poor, dear Bob?” . tented.” Her brother— Of course | do, for he's dead.” ‘And this is the reason comicbooks.com