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# Page 289 from Judge Magazine - Analysis This page contains several unrelated humor pieces typical of Judge's satirical format: **"His Intention"** (top): A rural scene with a farmer and children. The joke involves July 4th celebrations and someone claiming they won't "give up lying"—likely satirizing American patriotic hypocrisy or rural folk humor. **"We're Not the Only Ones"** (left column): A poem by Mary C. Francis about a political candidate losing an election, mocking his failure and comparing it to others' misfortunes. **"One Way to Trim a Hat"** (bottom): Three cartoon panels showing a woman with increasingly elaborate hat decorations—satirizing the absurdity of women's fashion trends and over-decorated hats, a common Judge target. **"A Woman in the Case"** and other brief comedy pieces: Short joke formats typical of the magazine's miscellaneous humor sections. The page reflects Judge's focus on domestic life satire, fashion mockery, and political commentary aimed at educated, middle-class readers.
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Weary WILLIE (yawning)—"Aw, me—after de first uv Flowery Fietps —"*Aw—rats !" HIS INTENTION. Weary WILLIE —“* On me back nights—it makes me dream uv work.” WE'RE NOT THE ONLY ONES. A CANDIDATE thought that he had a grip ‘On the presidential chair, And his backers said, ** We'll give you the tip No one can beat him there.” But alas for that million-dollar cinch, ‘And some other ** favorite sons"! He missed by about as much as an inch— And he wasn’t the only one! A fellow went courting a wealthy girl— Nor knew she thought him a bore— For he had a mind to stay in the whirl, ‘And his creditors pressed him sore. But she wedded a duke with an empty purse, ‘And her millions spiked his guns ; And the things that he said were bad, and worse— But he wasn’t the only one ! T tell you, brethren, it’s often the way We're left at the pool of Siloam ; And the angel murmurs, ‘* Some other day Your fortune will be at home.” Then here's to the luck of what we can get, ‘And here's to creditors’ duns ; We'll laugh at our fortune and win fame yet— For we're not the only ones! MARY c. FRANCIS, A SUSPICIOUS CIRCUMSTANCE, ‘+ D)ID your new story please the boys?” “Yes; but, confound them! they laughed before I had finished it.” July I'm goin’ ter give up lying "— EVENING CONVERSATION. Mrs, Hohmboddie— Dear, a horrid man came down our street to-night, calling, ‘Extra, extra, extra,’ in the dreadfullest, mournfullest voice—and you know I never buy an extra.” Mr. Hohmboddie—* I'm glad you don't.” Mrs. Hohmboddie— But | was just cer- tain I heard him say ‘Frightful accident on the elevated. Terrible loss of life.’ His voice would make you sure of it; and I did run out and buy a paper.” Mr, Hokmboddie—* Well?" Mrs. Hohmboddie —‘* Oh, there was a little accident, but, just think! not one life lost—and there I had gone and wasted my good five cents. I was so mad!” ms. aniocEs, A WOMAN IN THE CASE. Wie young men sadly cry ‘Alas !” ‘The while their sighs redouble, ‘The word they utter is, no doubt, ‘The cause of all their trouble. “' Goodness me ! how will I trim this hat 7” ONE WAY TO TRIM A HAT, “Ab, just a few flower-seeds — comicbooks.com| |