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# Page 115 from Judge Magazine - Analysis This page contains three separate comic sketches satirizing social behavior and class differences: 1. **"Pore Mis' Smif!"** - A humorous dialect piece mocking lower-class speech patterns, depicting working-class characters discussing propriety and social pretension. 2. **"A Manhattan Romantic Episode"** - Shows a young man entering a crowded train, which triggers comically exaggerated swooning among female passengers, satirizing melodramatic romantic behavior. 3. **"Lacked Hair"** and **"A Provident Youth"** - Brief comic vignettes about hair and football, using wordplay and physical humor. The overall theme appears to be satire of class pretensions, exaggerated romantic sensibilities, and working-class speech patterns—typical Judge magazine content targeting middle-class anxieties and social climbing. The crude dialect humor reflects period attitudes toward immigrants and working classes.

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Tom ** Did you ever do any deep-sea fishing ?” Eaiy—" Well; I became engaged on an ocean-steamer.”” PORE MIS’ SMIF Sally Dinah —* Wal, what yo" ‘spect ? Uheerd Mis’ Smif comin’ in a-w ain't got no chillen) I Jes up a says I, * Mis’ Smif, what de bible says ‘bout “ whistlin’ gals an’ crowin’ hens" ?" chile! I can’t lib wif no sech white trash.” ~ Yo'r outen yo" place mighty quick, ‘pears to me.” A MANHATTAN ROMANTIC EPISODE OF 19—. As an exquisitely fair young man entered the crowded L train at the Eleven- hundred-and-twenty-third-street station a number of dashing young women hastily arose. But none so soon to proffer their seat as the athletic. womanly Yolande Yonkers. As their eyes met, a deep blush suffused the patrician face of the young man, extending to the very roots of his petite downy hirsute super- fluity, and as his long lashes modestly drooped it was manifestly, to the sterner women passengers, a case of love at first sight.” T libs wif quality, I does, an’ when lin’ an’ talkin’ rough to her dogs (she in’ yo’ know Laws, no, LACKED HAIR. Livtie WiLLir —"*Say, pop, there’s one thing sure.”” FATHER —** Wh: that?” Litre Witte —"' You never was a foot-ball player." A PROVIDENT YOUTH. OUNG Graybill of Nearbye is noted only fur his slowness of speech. In print a remark of his would be properly represented by spaces between the words, and spaces also between the letters in each word. ‘The other day the clergyman asked him what business he meant to follow. “Well, I don’t exactly know,” he replied in his own slow way, “but I've been thinking, and I don’t know but that I will be an undertaker.” The clergyman looked surprised, and the youth added, more slowly than ever, “ "Cause that kind of business don’t ever go out of fashion.” THEIR MAIN OCCUPATION. Bobby —" Pa, what do the actors do in summer ?* Pa —" Wish it was fall.”