Judge, 1896-09-12 · page 3 of 16
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# Analysis of Judge Page 163 **Top Cartoon: "Didn't Wait to See Him"** A man representing a school commissioner or official encounters a boy near an office door. The satire concerns an undertaker located downstairs—the joke being that the boy didn't wait to consult the commissioner before visiting the undertaker, suggesting the official is so ineffectual or unpopular that people prefer dealing with death itself. **"The Drouth" Poem** A seasonal poem about drought conditions, depicting dry weather's effects on landscape and nature. **Bottom Cartoons** Two separate domestic scenes: "Blessed Reassurance" shows relief at a visitor's arrival; "Not on His Life" depicts a financial dispute over insurance—a man refusing to sign paperwork, likely resisting paying premiums or claiming coverage. The page combines political/social commentary with domestic humor typical of Judge magazine's satirical approach.
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a a t tp, )EDitoRs 3 OFF. DIDN'T WAIT TO SEE HIM. "Are you waitin’ ter see de editor too, sir?” Yes ; I've business with him.” Would yer be kind enuf ter tell him, wien yer go in, dat de undertaker down stairs w'ot's jist loaned him his gun fergot ter tell ‘im it wuz a hair-trigger ? THE DROUTH. | The leaves are limp on all the trees, The roads are deep with dust, ‘The slender blades of corn are brown, Like swords that gather rust ; ‘The wind that through the dying vines Comes faintly from the south Is like a dragon's fiery breath— ‘The drouth, the burning drouth ! THE sun has drained the shallows dry Along the river's brink, The lark within its wicker cage Is dead for want of drink ; ‘The rose beneath the window-sill Upli.ts her thirsty mouth, ‘The ivy droops, the lily swoons— The drouth, the cruel drouth ! Kut while the meadows throb with heat— . ‘The pulse of fierce July— An angel in a silver cloud Comes floating down the sky. She bends to fill with crystal drops The rose’s scarlet mouth ; Her pinions drip with jeweled rain— So ends the weary drouth, ¥ MINNA, DEVING. INK BLESSED REASSURANCE. Nance (affectionately)—"* So glad yer've come, Aunt Gotroks. Folks all sick in th’ house—ma’s worn out sittin’ up with ‘em—pa's out of work an’ they ain't nothin’ t' eat, Th’ twins are cuttin’ double teeth an’ somebody's pizened th’ well Do come in an’ take off yer things ; I know mall be glad to see you!" NOT ON HIS LIFE, SILVeKBERG —'* Vat you t'ink ove I get insured for twenty thousand’dollars, more vort ?* ‘MRs. SILverBerc —“* Not on your life.” SILVERBERG —"* But my peesness, Rebecca !" comicbooks.com