Judge — May 29, 1897 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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uae TROUTING. IOR speckled beauties now he casts the fly, And whips the pools and eke the bubbling water; Though oft the only one to catch his eye Will be the farmer's lovely freckled daughter. THE AMERICAN JOKE. NOW this is the history of the American joke and the vicisitudes which happen unto a piece of American humor. When it is young it is bought and paid for by an American publisher, and it appeareth in the American publisher's publication, and the American public laugheth much thereat. Presently it is copied into other American papers, sometimes with proper credit being given to the publication in which it origi- nally appeared and sometimes with no credit whatever. Then it is copied into the literature known to the trade as “ boiler-plate matter,” and furnisheth mirth to the denizens of the small towns and likewise to the country resides who peruse the county weeklies. About this time the American’ joke crosseth the ocean, where it is captured by the conscienceless Britisher, who uses it as his own. After a stay of several weeks in England the American joke returneth to its birthplace, and editors of publications who ought to know better cut it out of the thieving English sheets and credit it to the paper which stole it It straightway beginneth a second run across the American continent with Tid. Bits BENEVOLENCE Faxing FLIMMFLAM (hoarsely)—"* Boss. “Il yer let a starvin’ man gnaw de bones yer dorg is standin’ over?" Faxsaen—""Are yew so hungry thet ye'll gnaw 'em?" FAKING FLIMMFLAM—"" Indeed 1 am, boss.” Farmer—"* Yes; an’ I'll hold ther dorg while ye're gnaw- in’ ‘em, It sha'n’t be said thet I let a pore feller-critter starve. Sail in, b’gosh !” By this time the American joke is in such a condition that some- times its own parent recognizes it with difficulty. But the career of the original American witticism is by no. means closed when it proudly takes its place as “boiler-plate matter.” This is the time when it is carefully gathered in by the trained joke-hunters employed by Chauncey M. Depew, who deftly arrange it so that the AW INVULNERADLE-TROCH event of which it treats is located in Peekskill, and then the American Generat Winter (knocked off his horse by a Cuban vellcy from ambush)— joke is ready for after-dinner consumption. © Caarr-r-reramba !” It happeneth also that other hunters are on its trail. It is greedily Alok—" Colorado Maduro! General have they vitally wounded you seized by the man who maketh patent-medicine almanacs, and is made Guserat WiLeR (vindictively)—" Maledicto! No; but as they 3 : : i 7 at coy Terie tate speeabsad ballots eve ralaed about severseen ott yb to aid the digestion of much dry literature pertaining to that tired feel- ing and letters from individuals who have been made new men and medals.” or Pearson's Weekly tacked to its tail, About this time the publishers of Fliegende Blatter seize it and drag it to Berlin, where it is done into idiomatic German and printed as a production of the humor-fac- tories of the fatherland. In process of time the German version of the American joke re- turns to the land of its birth, and painstaking and honest American editors translate it into the vernac- ular and it begins a third tour of America, this time with the name of the Berlin paper attached to its caudal extremity. AN UNFORTUNATE ACCIDENT. women after taking only sixty-eight bottles of Dr. Dosem’s dark-blue mass pills. Its career is not yet run, for in process of time it appeareth in the minstrel's repertory and scimtllates upon the stage in comic opera. It has now attained immortality and will afford amusement to the end of time. WHLLIAS HENRY SIVET WHY SHE SCREAMED. Burgling Bill (vwo a.m) — “Now don't make any noise, leddy, fer 1 ain't arter you.” Miss Oldgirl (galvani action)—""Oh, you brute!” hom WE ; ty i th zy, Way aes "%G, | aoe qe * se “a 2, THE BIKeER—"* Hi, there! Look out!" 3. Born— ae —_— comicbooks.com