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# Judge Magazine Page 211 - Analysis This page contains three separate satirical pieces from Judge magazine: **"The Whist Club"** mocks upper-class women's social clubs and card games. The dialogue suggests these gatherings are intellectually shallow despite pretensions—women discussing fashion, gossip, and marriages while calling whist a game requiring "memory, far-sightedness, deep planning and purpose." **"A Problem"** and **"The Net Value"** appear to be brief comic sketches about gambling and poker, satirizing gentlemen's games and their financial outcomes. **"Useful"** (bottom) shows a thief stealing newspapers, joking that Sunday papers are "great"—likely mocking both petty crime and the value of contemporary journalism. The cartoons reflect Gilded Age class commentary, targeting both wealthy women's leisure activities and gentlemen's vices, with typical late-19th-century satirical cynicism about social pretense.
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yyy Y 4 Wy Yy ad 214 n Rochester, proposed to her in two weeks and was married Tuesday, and now Charley won't get a cent. Fanny Logan had on the sweetest gown !—tan broadcloth and velvet and beau- tiful beading. She told us just how much it cost, and said Mad- ame Jodry made it; I'm going to try her, Fanny's going to give a dance on the seventeenth ; she was telling us ail about the decorations she’s going to have and everybody she’s going to in- vite. She says she simply won't have the Hutchinsons ; she can’t endure them. Kitty Hutchinson is going to St Augustine next month; May Gibbons said so. She says Kitty has never had a Cuarrix—"' 1 know how you must feel, for I've felt the same way myself.” Sue (who has lost her mother)—** Have you lost your mother too ?” Cuaveie—"* No, but the doctors made me give up cigarettes.”” THE WHIST CLUB. Nellie —"V've been to a meeting of the girls’ whist club, at Ethel Stow 7. Her papa—" Ab! There's some sense in that. Your eternal dances and afternoon teas are enervating— intellectually enervating. 1 am pleased to hear of a whist club.” Nellie —" Yes, it’s real fun. Do you know that Tilly Sey- mour “— Her papa —"* What authority do you use?” Nellie —* Authority ?” Her papa —" Pole, Cavendish, Foster ?” Nellie —* Tilly Seymour "—— Her papa— I's the finest game in the world! Properly played, itisascience, It exercises the best faculties of the mind—memory, far-sightedness, deep planning and purpose. It demands a perfect concentration of the mind; that is peremptory.” Nellie —"\'m trying to tell you about Tilly Seymour. engaged—or we all think so. ever? Birdy Wilson say: Her papa —" We were talking of whist.” Nellie —" Birdy Wilson says she may as well be prepared to take in washing to support him. Birdy can’t say anything. Charley Lott hasn't much, and she encourages him right along. She went to the theatre with him last night again, and that’s twice this week.” Her papa—" My opinion is that in a club it is advisable to study up and agree upon some one system cf playing. Otherwise plays are mis- understood, and the tacit comprehension between partners which is so indispensable "—— Nellie —" She had on a lovely little pin I know he gave her—Charley Lott gave Birdy Wilson, you know. Did you hear about Charley's rich old-bachelor uncle? The girls were all talking about it. He met a girl She's It’s Gus Cheeseborough, Did you USEFUL. Cop—"* He ain't in here, that's certain.” Tuter—" 1 tell yer, dese big Sunday papers is great !” costume that cost less than sev- enty-five dollars since she was seventeen. She—Kitty Hutchin- son, you know—is off with Ster- ling Peck; May said so. It's positive, this time; she’s given him back his ring and everything. They've always had squabbles, A PROBLEM. How to get the big sleeves into last winter's sealskin sacque. but /is time—that reminds me of what Clara Beekman was telling about the Kincaids. She said "— Her papa (grimly)—" Did 1 understand you to say that vou have been attending the meeting of a wiist club?” Nellie (with innocent surprise)—" Why, yes. Why ?” Her papa (with cold despair) —" Nothing at all. I only wanted to be sure.” HAIMA AL OFFER, THE NET VALUE, SeYAS, sirree; dar were eighty-seben cents cash in de pot en nigh erbout a What was worth, all told?" “I guess you neber played pokah wid Slabtown niggahs. It were worf eighty- the pot HE field of Waterloo is covered with crimson pop- pies every year. What a blooming lot-of opium-eaters there must have been in the French and English armies ! comicbooks.com