Judge, 1895-03-16 · page 4 of 16
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains multiple short satirical pieces typical of Judge magazine's humor: **"Reverend Moakley McKoon Had Him There"** mocks a temperance sermon. A drunk man (Lycurgus Issachar Shumway) is disciplined by the church elder for chronic drunkenness. When the reverend lectures him, the man retorts that the elder himself has been searching the ground for his hat—implying the elder is equally drunk. The joke undercuts moral authority through hypocrisy; the congregation laughs, making expulsion unanimous. **Other sections** include Irish-immigrant dialect humor ("Pat," "Biddy") about assault charges and wake celebrations—common Judge stereotypes of the era. "Drumming Up Trade" jokes that a deacon preaching about Lenten observance privately sells fish. **Overall tone**: These are working-class and immigrant-focused satires using heavy dialect, with humor derived from catching authority figures (clergy, judges) in contradictions or incompetence. The cartoons accompany these written gags visually.
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164 REVEREND MOAKLEY MCKOON HAD HIM THERE. LYCURGUS ISSACHAR SHUMWAY was up before the church for continued and- industrious inebriation. The charges were sustained and Reverend Moakley Mc- Koon addressed the culprit in feeling terms on his shameful conduct. He enlarged on his awful example, the poverty of his family, the degradation of his personal life and the disgrace to the church, The culprit was angry and blurted out, so the whole assembly could hear, *"Tain’t no use ter talk ter me. all "bout it. befo’.” This was the elder’s opportunity and he rose to the occasion like a trout toa fly. He stretched out his hand and said, “Yo! has been all ober dat groun’ was on all fours mos'ly, lookin’ fo’ yo" hat. The roar of laughter accorded the elder made the vote of expulsion unanimous, and the ladies’ aid society gave him a set of tin teaspoons. I knows T's been all ober dat groun’ yo’? Indeedy yo" has, an’ it AFRAID OF PERJURING HIMSELF. Judge— Did you assault this man on Saint Patrick's day?” Pat—* Shure, yer honer, he looks so diff'rint from what he did be- foore Oi shtruck him thot Oi wudn’t loike to be afther sayin’ it wuz the same mon” DRUMMING UP TRADE. Cora —" What made the congregation smile while the deacon was speaking on the necessity of a strict observance of Lent ?” Merritt — Because in private life the good man is a fish-dealer.” LITERALLY OBEYED, Tue New cirt—* Vez needn't wriggle — the missus towld me thot if yez called ter kape yez here till sha raturned, an’ it's mesilf thot can do thot same !" + vara ren Weary RAGGLEs — “* Thet’s/er nice-lookin’ Sage / THOSE LOOSE BOX-COATS, — I guess — i ) les NU RY BRIEF PANTOMIME, The doctor's report. A SURE THING. ‘Ttouct a woman may be fickle And uncertain at her best, There is one unfailing instance When her firmness stands all test. For in matters of importance, Be the issue weal or woe, You can wager all your money She will say, ‘"T told you so.” Ins GoLDsstiTH stonEtS “BY ANY OTHER NAME.” Biddy— Vis, mum, We'd a foine toime at the wake. All av u round ‘til thray o'clock at noight, croyin’ an’ atin’ an’ dhrinkin’ an’ tal about the toime whin himsilf was wid us at wakes an’ weddin's an’ christin- ins; an’ afther thot we'd tay an’ cake ‘til mar Mistress —* What did your cousin die of, Biddy?” Biddy —* He doied wid the chin-cough, mum. yez calls it.” The maysles I think — I'll jest swipe it.” comicbooks.com