Judge, 1896-07-18 · page 4 of 16
Judge — July 18, 1896 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains several distinct satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century American humor: **"Judge's Favorites"** and **"Open to Question"** are light verse pieces praising an actress named Anna Robinson and joking about a cornet player who can master the instrument but not his neighbors' tolerance for noise. **"Rather Pointed"** satirizes Victorian propriety—a young girl forced into tedious Sunday visits with her grandmother, confined to a footstool with a sleeping kitten while psalms are read. Her ultimate rebellion (wishing someone dead) shocks the grandmother, mocking the stifling repression of children in formal households. **"A Natural Mistake"** and **"A Creditable Record"** are ethnic humor pieces featuring Irish immigrant characters (O'Toole, Willie) with stereotypical dialect, where the jokes depend on malapropisms and misunderstandings. **"This May Be the Correct Thing Next Year"** shows women on bicycles—likely satirizing the then-controversial sight of women cycling, considered immodest or unfeminine by conservative society. The page reflects Judge's mix of social satire, light domestic humor, and period-appropriate ethnic caricature.
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Copyright by Schloss. JUDGE'S FAVORITES. ANNA ROBINSON. Well, if thou art the Muse of Poesy. ‘Whai language can I versity for thee? This only: that to be, as thou art, fair, Is just as good as genius, and as rare. Thy movements are as ruyme to music set, The glances of thine eyes a canzonet. OPEN TO QUESTION. HE 1S practicing hard on the cornet And daily at it he labors ; In time he may manage to cornet, Bet, oh! can he manage the neigh- bors? RATHER POINTED. [7 WASa family custom that little Dorothy B—— should spend every Sunday afternoon with her grandmother, who lives in a quieter part of Toronto than did the parents of Miss Dorothy, It was a very trying ordeal, Dorothy sat opposite the old lady upon a small footstool and was allowed to hold a kitten in her lap. At intervals her grand- mamnia read a psalm aloud. Other- wise it was silent. Even the kitten, who was exactly the sort of a kit- ten to enliven a roomful if she chose, at thirty-n charm of being in somebody's warm lap. could not be kept awake, A NATURAL MISTAKE. Mrs. O'TOOLE —"* Where ?” O'Too. a Ferninst ye. avenue A?” A CREDITABLE RECORD. Mrs, Greene — Weary WILLIE —" Ni credit—it's dat long sence I quit work.” Did you say you was only twenty years old ?” said I hed only twenty years ter me Perhaps it was the early Sunday dinner. | O'TooE (just landed )—"* Be gobs, Ellen, there goes me brother Moike's house now !" | Shure, an’ didn't he wroite in his letther thot he wuz livin’ | Perhaps the novel In any case it was very hard upon the little visitor. Dorothy would try to induce friskiness by every means available within a radius of the footstool, and the kitten would only yawn cozily in her face. One afternoon the little girl sat with melancholy thoughts in her heart. She petted the kitten sadly and wondered if ever the maid was going to bring tea, and why the windows were cut out so high up. She grew desperate. It was very naughty, she knew, to wish what she did. She sighed deeply and the wicked wish flew out of her open mouth. “ Kitty,” she said quite aloud, so that her grandmamma dropped her book, ‘I wish one of us three was dead, and it isn’t you, Kitty, and it isn’t me.” manor THIS MAY BE THE CORRECT THING NEXT YEAR. comicbooks.com