Judge, 1895-08-17 · page 4 of 16
Judge — August 17, 1895 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page satirizes the decline of horse-drawn omnibuses (public carriages) with nostalgic humor. "Gone with the Horse" is a lengthy poem lamenting an old omnibus now abandoned in a stable yard, once prestigious but now battered, its varnish cracked, serving as a hen's nest. The poem evokes vanished urban life—Sunday parades, wealthy passengers, scandals—before suggesting it deserves museum preservation rather than decay. The right-side cartoons titled "The Rescue and Its Results" appear unrelated, showing scenes of social gatherings and rescue scenarios with dialogue, likely satirizing sentimental Victorian rescue narratives or specific contemporary incidents. The bottom cartoon "By the Sea" depicts immigrants (suggested by accents in dialect speech) arguing over a crab injury, threatening legal action—satirizing frivolous damage claims or immigrant litigation culture. The magazine date (1893) places this during America's transition from horse-powered to mechanical urban transportation.
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I Bi It And yet, can’t you fancy a face in the frame Of the window—some high-headed damsel or dame, Be-patched and be-powdered, who looked with a stare ‘At the crowd as they passed by that om: Can't you fancy Old Times, as beside her he stands, With his ruffles a-droop on his delicate hands— With his cinnamon coat and his laced solitaire— As he lifts her out light from that omnibus there ? Then it rolls away slowly. Ah! many Has it seen as it rolled ‘twixt the Batt'ry and park. Stout fellows drove it, who on questions of fare Were prone to raise—er—well —in that o1 ‘sg Mrs. Tsaacsret! Mk. ISAACSTRIN It once was the pride of the gay and the fair, See—here came the bearing-straps ; here was the place For the pole of the horses—but gone is their race ; Receives with modesty the plaudits of those who was cushioned with plush, it was wadded with hair— As the birds have discovered—that omnibus there. GONE WITH THE HORSE. T STANDS in the stable-yard under the eaves, Propped up by a broom-stick and covered with leaves. jut now ‘tis a ruin—that omnibus there, It is battered and tattered—it little avails ‘That once it was varnished and glistened with nails ; For its varnish is cracked into lozenge and square— Like a canvas by Wilkie—that omnibus there. witnessed the brave deed — “* Where's Troy?" says the poet. Here under the seat Isa nest full of eggs—'tis the favored retreat Of the Plymouth-rock hen, who has hatched, I dare swear, Quite an army of chicks in that omnibus there. Tt has driven by many a Sunday's parade ; And has witnessed full many a bull or bear raid, Where old Trinity shadows the mad millionaire— nibus there? In the days of its glory—that omnibus there. Oh, the scandals it knows ! Oh, the tales it could tell Of the young and the old, of the rake and the bell But those tales of the times, apt to raise up the hair, They will ne'er be revealed by that omnibus there. a lark *Heu! quantum mutata,” I say as I go. It deserves better fate than a stable-yard though ! We must farbish it up and dispatch it—"* with care,” mnibus there. To the fine-art museum—that omnibus there. Wes vit BY THE SEA. x Jacop! dake dot crab ohf my foot kervick !" * Nod fer der vorld, Rachel! Keeb him on till I call vitnesses unt ve has a clear case ohf damages!" THE RESCUE AND ITS RESULTS. comicbooks.com