Judge, 1896-09-19 · page 3 of 16
Judge — September 19, 1896 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page 179 **Top cartoon ("Judge"):** Two men in a boat with holes—one standing, one sitting—debate whether to patch the leak. This is a straightforward visual joke about poor decision-making: the sitting man suggests adding *more* holes to "let it out," which is absurd logic. The satire mocks illogical thinking applied to obvious problems. **"The Philosopher" section:** A story about a man who lost faith in philosophy and reason, now cynically "lingering on, immersed in dreams of learned conquest." This appears to mock intellectuals or academics disconnected from practical reality. **"Dorothy's Dimples" and "They Go Together":** Light verse and humor pieces unrelated to political satire—standard filler content for the magazine. **Bottom cartoons:** Depict children's mischief and domestic scenes with no apparent political significance.
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Pat—" Fer th’ love av hivin, Moike, phwat air ye borin’ a hole in yer boat fer?" Mixke—"* Begob ! there’s wan hole in it now thot lets th’ wather in, an’ Oi'm goin’ t' put another wan in t' let it out!" THE PHILOSOPHER. THE philosopher was sad, his brow was heavy with the gloom of doubt. Reason’s insidious pride had led his steps into fatal paths, He had faltered in his faith and the theories of a false-hearted philosophy had driven from out his mind the image of Omnipotence and left in it but a fatuous darkness that boded of death. Musingly he sat, trying cagerly to reconcile with the rules of his logic the promptings of a proud soul. And ambition wrestled with intellect, and the mute voice of conscience whis- pered warningly to both. But ambition rose triumphantly over all and stood boldly forth, cast- ing o'er the mind a sepulchral glare mistaken for the effulgence of genius. And, as he lingered on, immersed in dreams of learned conquest, he felt on his knee a tiny hand. Looking down, he beheld his favorite child, and taking him up caressed him. “Here, at least,” he said, Mrs. MOTHERLY (anzious/y) —* into the night. “is a precious reality which admits not of doubt.” But the child seemed strangely wistful and gazed wonderingly far out Noticing it, the philosopher asked, “Of what are you thinking, darling ?” Papa, who made the stars 2” ESSENTIALLY QUALIFIED. don't know what we're ever going to make of Reginald—he seems absolutely incapable of helping himself.” Hex nxoTHER—" Why not make a bank-cashier of him, then 2” THE TABLES TURNED. ‘The boys work up a blank-cartridge duel with the colored cook for a little fun at his expense.—— ‘ EDWARD CLAYTON SAVAGH, DOROTHY’S DIMPLES. AS SOFT sunbeams plash In a lakelet of white, So Dorothy's dimples Are dimples of light. And as little waves run From that plashment away, So the curve of her smile Widens out through the day ; Widens out to the faces ‘That see her the while, “Chat move to her dimples > “And smile with her smile. AMOS R, WALLS, THEY GO TOGETHER. © \YVJHAT is the main requi- site in a good husband ?” “A good wife.” —<—But Uncle Eph rings in an act not on their programme. comicbooks.com