Judge, 1896-10-17 · page 5 of 16
Judge — October 17, 1896 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This page satirizes late-19th-century American social trends through multiple short pieces: **"End-of-the-Century Art"** mocks the aesthetic movement (likely referencing Aubrey Beardsley's controversial illustrations), showing how modern fashion and artistic trends have made women frantic and lost their former ideals and grace. **"The Pattern Supplement"** jokes that children learn geography from women's fashion magazines rather than proper schooling—a dig at both educational neglect and women's magazines' limited content. Other vignettes target social absurdities: a women's whist club dissolving because players can't remember trumps, a college graduate hired as both "confidential adviser" and office-boy, and marital comedies about forgotten church money and permanent bad tempers. **"Mr. McGarvey"** offers Irish-dialect folk wisdom about politics, honesty, and practical matters—a common Judge feature. The cartoons employ ethnic stereotypes (Irish, African American dialect) typical of the era's humor, while critiquing contemporary social pretension, educational gaps, and marriage dynamics.
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END-OF-THE-CENTURY ART. Majestic was her mien And nobly beautiful the eyes Beneath her brow serene. But now, in garments Beardsley- esque, She moves at frantic pace, ‘And almost frenzied is the look ‘On her once lovely face. L asked her, ** Where are thy ideals, So dear in other days?” She laughed and cried, “* Ideals be hanged ! T have the poster craze.” ¥. MAREISON. THE PATTERN SUPPLEMENT. SS P)AVIE." asked the teacher as the boy con- cluded an astonishingly accurate descrip- tion of the ocean currents, “ when did you get your geography ?” “This mornin’, ma‘am.” “ And learned since then all you have told us?” “Ob, no, ma‘am; I learned it long ago from the map that comes with mom's fashion paper.” THE COMPLETED JOURNEY. Afiss. Defluster—" Good-mawnin’, Whar yo" gwine, Miss Highflinger?” Miss Highfling bin whar I'm gwine.” WHIST UNDER DIFFICULTIES. Erie —' So your ladies’ whist-club has disbanded ?* Pengtorr—"* Ves. You see, after the third or fourth trick we couldn't remember what were trumps.” Erits—"* Why didn’t you leave the teump-card on the table, then ?” Penetore—** We tried that, but after the third or fourth trick we couldn't remember who it belonged to.” Tain’t gwine nowhar; I JUDGMENTS FROM MR. MCGARVEY. IVE me th’ felly thot kin Hy foight loike a gintleman. ) Revinge is swate, is it? Shure, now, thot depinds an who gits it. Whin Oi hilped me fam’- ly clane house this year Oi wor out av town. It’s a newspaper thot says our great party is want- in’ a Moses t’ lade it. Divil a bit! We wudn't be able ¢ foind his grave at ail. Whin yez hov a loose tooth, me b’y, don’t thry ¢’ droive it in loike a nail. It's no quistions Oi'll answer. Shure, Oi know phwat Oi'm talkin’ about. AVI M, TALMADGE. TWO IN ONE, Mercttant—" What position do you desire in our establishment, sir?” CoLL¥Gx GRaDUATE—"' Oh, something like confidential adviser or Mexcuant—" Good! You may have oth jobs. 1 will make you an office-boy. now.” HIS BUSINESS VENTURE. se JONES has struck acon- genial occupation.” “ What is he do- ing?" “He's the silent partner in a deaf- mute school.” THE BEST OF PROOF. Quericus— “ What reason have you for thinking he is so rich?” Cynicus—" His children object, to his second mar- riage.” COULD USE HIM. Kino oF THE CaNNIBALS—"' He ain't much for eating, but we can have fun pulling his legs for a wish-bone.”” general manager.” THE LOCATION OF IT. *sJAMMA, I's dot a naw- M ful headache.” “I'm so sorry, dear. Shall I get a bandage?” “Es, an’ put it wound my “tomach.” IT IS FOUND AGAIN. Mr, Cumso—" Cawker, does your wife ever lose her tempe Afr, Cawker— Not per- manently.” NOT TOO LATE, Wife— John, if you had told me you didn't have any money with you for church to-day I'd have given you some.” Husband—"* Well, if it’s all the same to you I'll take it ‘A CHINESE GAME OF PAN-TAN, comicbooks.com