Judge, 1895-11-02 · page 6 of 16
Judge — November 2, 1895 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several brief satirical pieces and cartoons typical of Judge's humor: **Main story ("Miss Mary Ellen Eastside")**: A working-class girl recounts embarrassing incidents with her widowed mother, who's seeking remarriage. The satire mocks both the mother's desperate husband-hunting (advertising herself via fashionable dress) and the daughter's snobbish embarrassment. The "winking man" twist—he's actually afflicted with a nervous condition, not flirting—undercuts the mother's vanity. **Other items** include brief jokes about engagement rings, beefsteak consumption, and childhood mishaps. The "Czar" piece satirizes Russian servility: a servant receives an "honor" but immediately degrades it by using the sacred helmet as a beer container, highlighting the absurdity of autocratic reward systems. The cartoons depict working-class and immigrant characters in everyday situations. The humor relies on dialect, class stereotypes, and situational irony rather than political commentary. This represents Judge's lighter satirical content—social mockery rather than hard political satire.
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a a i i i ti i al MISS MARY ELLEN EASTSIDE AND HER MA. AS good, but she’s awful wearin’, Git's fretty at Tommy an’ me sometimes; but never at Bob. Bob's her chicky-dee. Ma got a notion o' gittin’ married ag’in after pa 'd been dead ‘bout a year; but we young ‘uns wouldn’t have it fur a cent. There was a galoot come shinnin’ round her't use ter peddle sassidges ; everybody said they was made out 0 cats, ‘Tommy an’ me use ter wait fur his waggin an’ then pelt him with termatters er snow-balls, er anything we could git, our hands onter, an’ then we'd meouw like all possessed. He had an ole blin’ nag ‘t uster stop at every liquor-store on the home trip. One day “ Catsy” come t our house (we was livin’ in a house in Or- chard street then). He was intoxicated an’ Bob fired him. That was the last 0” him. Las’ Thanksgivin’ ma an’ me went up t' Yonkers, an’ on the cars was a man 't kep’ a-winkin’ at ma from the time we first started. Bimeby ma says t’ me, “ Mary Ellen, I told you when you got that hat it was entirely too fly fur a wurkin'-girl. Now there's a man opposite a-winkin’ at you an’ I want ye t’ change seats with me.” « Fiddlesticks, ma !" I says, “It’s you he’s a-winkin’ at. I've told ye a hundred times it’s time ye laid off that widder's veil. Goin’ round adver- tisin’ fur a husbind when pa’s been dead seven years! It don’t correspond with yer gen'ral git up in no way.” Y* “COUNTRY FAIR" THAT IS WELL ATTENDED. But I had t' change seats with her, jist t’ keep her quiet ; an’ the man kep’ on winkin’. At last ma says, “Mary Ellen! when the conductor comes ‘round I shall speak to him about that impidint brute.” I tried t' stop her, but she would do it So the conductor went over an’ spoke ter the man an’ he hollered right out loud an’ says, “ What ! them two chromos over there? I want you U understand, sir, that I'm afilicted with nervis peralersis of the left eye. An’ if Iwas on the mash I'd try t’ pick out some better-lookin’ females ‘n them two comic valen- tines!" An’ he wunk all the way t’ Yonkers. MADRLINE ORVES. POSTPONED. Strawher —"\ thought you intended to announce your engagement two months ago?” Singerly—"\ did; but she suddenly decided that in- stead of a carat-and-a-half she must have a three-carat ring.” A GOOD GUESS. +4 K ILDUFF,” said Gilgal to his friend as they sat at table in a restaurant, “why do you eat so much beefsteak 2” Kilduff thought for a few moments and then re- plied, “T think it must be because I like it." | uae Morier—" W Errir. (sobsing): now Bobbie ‘s got the baby's carriage foot-mat (boo-hoo !) on his head, A GLITTERING SUCCESS. The first cold snap bothered Ikey —until he had a happy thought and Hockheimer not a little — saved the expense of ear-mufis. A DANGEROUS PROCEDURE. Mrs. Gazzam —"\ believe that you and Mrs, Taddells are great friends?” Mrs. Cawker—* Well, we used to be; but my six-year-old daughter spent yesterday afternoon at her house and I don’t know what the little girl may have told her.” TO WHAT BASE USES. The czar —"Come hither, brave servant. Accept this, mine own helmet, as a fitting reward for thy bravery and fidelity, and mayst thou live long to wear it.” wan Walkenof— Oh, sire! I shall never let other bands than mine touch this sacred gi van Walkenof— Jimmy, run over to Dinny’s and fetch me a pint o° beer. I'm thirsty.” Jimmy Demsey (scene-shifter)—" Dere ain't no can round de t’ayter.” van Watkenof—* Then take this tin lid o' mine; it just holds a pint. Carry it by the chain and make haste, for the next act will be called in a minute.” YALE- HARVARD EMBRYOS. at's my little girl crying for?” reddie 's spoiled my monkey-fur muff playi foot-ball hair with it, an’ comicbooks.com