Judge, 1896-09-12 · page 7 of 16
Judge — September 12, 1896 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple satirical sketches typical of late 19th-century American humor. **"An Advertising Medium"** mocks theatrical impresarios using exaggerated immigrant dialect (Yiddish-inflected English), showing a showman exploiting a sea serpent attraction for publicity. **"The Correct Term"** is a simple pun: clergymen debating whether a ship's violent motion describes a "parabolic" or "diabolic" curve. **"Gold Versus Silver"** features Jim Jackson and Abe Harcaase—characters appearing to represent different positions in the heated late-1890s debate over monetary policy (gold standard vs. silver coinage). Their exaggerated dialect and stubborn refusal to listen satirizes how Americans of different classes and backgrounds talked past each other on this divisive economic issue. Other sketches use period stereotypes (Irish maids, African American dialect characters) for domestic humor. The page reflects Judge's mix of political commentary and broad comedy typical of American satirical magazines of this era.
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ABE AN ADVERTISING MEDIUM. Rosexnammer (impresario in the winter and seaside-hotel proprictor in sun .)—"Kum, hurry ub dere, you fellers, mit dat sea-serbent. I haf written to dose reborters to kum down Sunday, mer, to his proper nan and stage-carpenter, le und ve musd ged him afload.” THE CORRECT TERM. TV clergymen crossing the ocean occupied the same state-room. The ship pitched violently, and one of the divines was thrown unceremo- niously out upon the floor. “ What kind of a curve did the ship describe then, b asked the more fortunate, “a parabolic curve?” -* No,” answered the luckless one as he clambered back; “a diabolic curve.” PRECAUTION AGAINST ILLNESS. Maw— See heah, yo Chollie! whar yo'r little brudder Fred?” Cholli. de gas-mete Afaw—" Yo' bring him up right quick. Fust I knows he'll have gastritis. I doan’ want no sickness in dis fam'ly.” PROBABLY WOULD. Bridget —"Arrah, Moike! shure yer not goin’ lookin’ fer a job av a Froida’, whin ‘tis sich an unlucky day?” Michael—“An’ won't th’ bad luck be t'th’ mon thot hoires me?” “ He in de cellah, maw, playin’ wif \ Jim Jackson—" Now, Abe, let us take a calm an’ dispassionate view ob dis gold an’ silvah ques- tion.” Ape Harncasr—“‘All right, Jim; let us use clarified courtesy an’ nuffin’ else, "Now it stan’s toe reason dat". joun: Jie fackso: ‘An JOUNSON—" No; shingle-nails. chicken.coop hersaif an’ feil off de roof wif her mouf full.” N—'* Ingrowin’ nails, oe-nails?” NOT SLANG THIS TIME. se WELL. wife, you can soon collect the insurance,” said the sick man dolefully. “ Not on your life!" replied the poor woman in alarm, HER MELTING EYE, ONLY 2 maid with a meting eye And a summer man together. He'll pop the question or she'll know why, Subdued by the charm of her meiting eye (For she is a spider and he's a fly); And it's just the sort of weather To aid a maid with a melting eye And a summer man together. 0.7 rise, WIND. SOV HAT was that dreadful explosion?” “A Chicago man, I-presume, has been run into by a trolley-car.”” NO CONSOLATION. Ss P)OBBER, old fellow, they seem to recog- nize you as an exponent of high art.” “Do they?” “Yes; they have skied your pictures,” Jim Jacksox—* No, it don't, needer. I dis- pute'dat point.” Ane Harpcasi GOLD VERSUS SILVER, hare-brained silvah lunatic no mo’, Jim Jackson—"' I won't nebah argify wif a bigoted “Oh, yo' does. does yo’, _gold-bug agin.” yo’ wall-eyed army-mule?” Aue, HAwpcase—"'An’ I won't nebah reason wif a She insisted on fixin’ de comicbooks.com