Judge, 1897-01-23 · page 3 of 16
Judge — January 23, 1897 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Explanation for Modern Readers This page satirizes the conflict between the **Scribes and Pharisees** (religious authorities) and the **Philistines** (apparently representing literary critics or competing publications). The top narrative describes how Pharisees edited magazines and controlled publications, rejecting manuscripts they didn't approve of. The satire criticizes their gatekeeping power: they turned down writers' work, then published their own inferior pieces in the *Scrap Book* and *Waste-and-Stuff* magazines. The Philistines challenged this monopoly, creating their own publications. The cartoon sequence shows comedic "fire-escape" scenes of chaos—figures fleeing, using book-sacks as parachutes, and escaping through windows. This visually exaggerates the literary conflict as physical mayhem, mocking both factions' dramatic posturing over magazine control and literary merit.
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HE COULDN'T WI er li'l’ pokah game, an’ dat de ole ‘oman hel’ de bes’ han’! THE SCRIBES AND PHARISEES. NOW it came to pass in those days that the scribes were frequently turned down, for the Pharisees edited all the magazines. And the Pharisees passed by on the other side and made broad the phylacteries of their garments and likewise the margins of their publications, and lo, they rejected many manuscripts, from the morning unto the even. For the Pharisees took counsel together and said, “ Behold. if we accept the articles of these scribes they will ruin us, for verily they know what the people want, and it is our business to make people think they want what we want them to want.” And another said, “ Verily, it is a truth ; let us turn them down.” So they turned them, and great was the turning thereof. And another Pharisee said, “ Of a truth, there is none in the land who can write a sonnet save So he wrote them, and a gloom even unto that of Egypt went through- out the land that the sonnet had ever been invented. But the Pharisee was glad. Selah. Now, in those days board was payable weekly and the wash-lady was adamant. Wherefore the scribes were hard pushed. But the Pharisees had terrapin and went to the opera. Then the scribes arose and banded seventh floor)—"* What's that Now up in th’ window an’ keep cool. — ——Great guns ! we're’a THEIR FIRE MR. #0 Mrs. Hay Jay (who are on the twenty THDRAW EITHER. Los’ yo'ah money playin’ pokah ergin, did yo? Ef anybody axes yo’ how yo’ los’ dat skin off'n yo'ah haid yo' kin tell dem dat yo" los’ it in themselves together and said, “ Lo, it has come even to this, Verily, we will be our own Philistines and have our own publications, and we will show the Philistines a thing or two.” Selah. So they published them straightway the Scrap-Book and the Wrote- Us and Snips and the Jay, and others like unto them. And their pictures were weird and uncanny, like unto Beardsley, and there was an odor of Maeterlinck. And the critics made a mighty clavering and the seasonal jongleurs piped lustily and the Pharisees waxed ribald. For in those days the critics wrote their own plays «ind their own books and their own poetry ; likewise some of them lectured and composed operas. Wherefore every man’s work seemed good in his own eyes. Selah. But the Philistines had come to stay, and they rose above the banal multitude and gird- ed mightily at the Pharisees, and they chortled cacophonously at the magazines and jawbled fluently of many things and had a pretty good time and indorsed more cheques than usual. For verily the Philistines were not much worse than the Pharisees after all. And the book-stalls were loaded with many leaves and the congestion of the waste- basket was somewhat relieved, And it is so unto this day, and the end thereof no man can tell. For some can un- derstand only the Pharisees and some can comprehend only the Philistines. But others read the newspapers. Selah. swanvc. reancis. them fellers er hollerin'?—— a goin’, b'gosh !— —_We'll teach these city Tkes a note in fire-escapes !" comicbooks.com