Judge, 1896-04-18 · page 4 of 16
Judge — April 18, 1896 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains **editorial cartoons and humorous commentary** typical of Judge's satirical style. **"A Stuffed Profit"** mocks railroad corruption. A railroad company president (labeled president of "Squedunk railroad") dismisses his daughter's innocent question about "stuffed prophets" from a Cleveland newspaper—thinking she's referencing editorial criticism of his railroad's inflated earnings reports. The joke: he's guilty and defensive about financial manipulation. **"A Feminine Surprise"** satirizes newlyweds. Two women discuss a fairy tale mentioning lovers keeping up "brilliant repartee" (witty conversation). One quips it means they were married and "firing the tea-set at each other"—mocking the notion that marriage transforms romantic banter into domestic conflict. The page also includes **sentimental poetry** ("Trailing Arbutus"), **ethnic humor** featuring an Irish character (McGarvey) with stereotypical dialect, and **other light jokes**—typical of Judge's mix of political satire and general humor for Victorian-era readers. The Cleveland reference dates this to the 1880s-1890s (during President Grover Cleveland's tenure).
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Sudge JUDGMENTS FROM MR. MCGARVEY. T'S hope thot par-ralyz- es th’ appetoite. It’s th’ bist trun a risk at a ver-ry slow waik. It's often th’ most plisint drames thot a felly furgits. It’s fun thot a felly sometoimes has whin he hasn't it, bejakers. Arrah, but it’s th’ pity thot some fellies can’t saw wud wid their taith. It's th’ Oirishman’s upper lip thot got dr-rawn down troyin’ t’ suppriss a smoile. Many th’ poor divil has t’ stand har-rd wor-rds at th’ hands av his boss's A STUFFED PROFIT. tongue. Freppy (reading anti-Cleveland newspaper)—"* Pa, what's a stuffed Th’ way t' milk an prophet?" Been ne Pa (president of Sguedunk railroad company)—*'Sh! What put ugly cow is t take afir-rm hae nto sour head bet grip av her hor-rns an’ Freppy—" Why, it’s about Cleveland.” Photo, by Sarony. milk ragar-rdliss, Pa—"Oh! I thought you'd got hold of some editorial about the Davip M, TaLMAvce. net earnings of my road for the past six months.”” JUDGE'S FAVORITES. LA LOIE FULLER. The sunbeam and the moonbeam gave ‘Their splendor to the sparkling wave: The secret of the dancing waters Was known to Neptune and his daughters. Neptune loved on land, and so he itaway to our La Loie! DIAMONDS RECUT. ET rich and fear not. Great minds think as they like. It's a long street that has no beer sign. When ignorance is bliss ‘tis folly to open hubby's letters. It’s an ill will that wishes no one well. A willful waist makes woeful love. mbling is its own reward. Necessity is the mother of thieves. It’s unlucky to be killed on Friday. Dead men tell no tales. Just as well They'd be considered ghost-stories any A FEMININE SURMISE. Bouny (reading fairy-tale)—"* May, here it says, ‘ The prince and the princess kept up a brilliant fire of repar- tee.’ What does that mean ?* May (with a long-drawn sig I s'pose.”" “Oh, that means that they were married and firing the tea-set at each other, TRAILING ARBUTUS. WHEN skies are flecked with fleecy clouds And snowdrops star the ground, Behold the misty April woods With blushing beauty crowned ! In every deep and dusky glade, In dingle’s mossy gloom, ‘The trailing arbutus displays The glory of its bloom, Ah! would you know the legend sweet Of how it came to glow With such a soft and rosy hue, ‘Though once ‘twas like the snow ? A robin building in the oak Reside the ruined mill At sunset told it all to me With many a liquid trill, One morning in the diamond dew An angel of the spring Went flying o'er the wood and dropped A garland from her wing, Then came a maiden newly wed, The veil upon her hair, And pressed her cheek against the flowers UNLUCKY. , Mose ~~ Um jest dah most unfortunatist individual what eber lived. I's done been struck on de haid by lightnin’, And left her blushes there, an’ all mah hair burnt off ' MINWA IRVING. comicbooks.com