Judge, 1895-10-19 · page 10 of 16
Judge — October 19, 1895 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This is primarily a **seasonal poetry page** celebrating autumn, with several unrelated comic vignettes below. The main text is a nostalgic poem about October's natural beauty—harvest time, crisp weather, and rural imagery. It's sentimental verse typical of the era. The scattered comic panels satirize social absurdities: - **"Large-Sized Eggs"**: A grocer boasts about unusually large eggs, suggesting wartime or economic scarcity making ordinary things noteworthy. - **"A Job Lot Wanted"**: A young man asks about bulk discounts on marriage licenses—mocking hasty marriages or implying matrimony is a commodity to be bargained on. - **"The Only Opportunity"**: A couple joke that while Heaven forbids marriage, Earth is their only chance—satirizing the urgency or desperation of earthly romance. - **"Cholly Sat on the Burrs"**: A wealthy fool complains about burrs while a guide sarcastically notes his horse would also object to being bitten—mocking upper-class obliviousness. - **"The Lucky Windfall"**: Soldiers receive apples as provisions. The page mixes sentimental verse with lightweight social comedy typical of Judge's format.
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260 Sudge . IN OCTOBER. OU: THE days of crisp October! When the forest hues grow sober ; When the golden-rod is blazing in its glory once again ; When the sunlight, warm and mellow, Turns the autumn apples yellow, And the asters sway sedately at the turning of the lane. Then the squirrels loudly chatter ‘As of some important matter, And the grape-vine breathes a fragrance like an early sum- mer rose. “Tis a cause for glad thanksgiving Just to feel that one is living In the days of crisp October when the west wind blows. There's a rustling in the grasses Where an idle zephyr passes ; From the barn there comes the clamor of the swiftly-flying flail; And from out the sturdy stubble Sounds a sweet surcease from trouble In the clear and ringing whistle of the cheery-hearted quail. From the bay, all salt and bracing, Come the breezes madly racing, And the river, blue as sapphire, on its way untroubled flows, And the maple-boughs are bending In a rhythm never-ending 2. In the days of crisp October when the west wind blows. 2 All the western heaven blushes, 3 Red it grows and redder flushes, . & And the great sun sinks to slumber while we watch him mi 7 out of sight. Flinging shadows on the hill-side, Drawing mist along the rill-side, LARGE-SIZED Bee . On the bay and meadow brooding, comes the magic of the **GOME very big eggs are coming in now, s ‘THE LUCKY WINDFALL. How the regiment was supplied with apples. night. said the grocer. When the twilight, dim and chilling, “Is that so?” Sets the pplses vaguely thrilling “Yes; some of them are as large as hail- | With the thought of coming winter and the shimmer of the stones. i g ee SHONE cse cay . A JOB LOT WANTED. - i * Then the frost-king’s whispered greeting he : ‘pew licens 57 ‘Tells the heart how brief and fleeting HA 5 ee a marriage-license hee Are the days of crisp October when the west wind blows {Salida Chicago young man'to:the.off- caccwetsionaicaneve: cer who issues the nuptial permits. “One dollar and a half.” * How do you sell them by the dozen?” THE ONLY OPPOR- TUNITY. se [N HEAVEN there is nei- ther marrying nor giving in marriage,” quoted Mr. Skidds reflectively. , nor in the other place either,” replied Miss Flypp. “That is something we must attend to while on the earth, or else leave it forever undone.” NOTHING HALF-WAY ABOUT HIM. “ +sGILSON seems to be a CHOLLY SAT ON THE BURRS. changed man.” CHoLty—" Heavens, guide! help me mount me hawse, I believe I've “Yes, he is. Formerly he been bitten by a wattle THe GUIDE (yrinning)—" T guess th’ hoss ‘ud object ter bein’ bitten WS t00 busy at work to take ex- by them ratterlers too. All's th’ matter is, yon've ben havin’ ches'nnts sprung cise and now he is too busy on yer. Kim over hyar an’ I'll bresh ‘em off, taking exercise to do any work.” THE REVENGE OF THE STRONG MAN’S ASSISTANT. comicbooks.com