Judge, 1898-07-16 · page 10 of 16
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This page contains multiple short satirical pieces typical of Judge magazine's format. The main feature, "A Servant of the Lord," mocks a Black character (Deacon Johnson, depicted in dialect) who hypocritically claims divine protection while engaging in morally questionable behavior—gambling, dog-fighting, cock-fighting, barn-burning, bigamy—yet refuses to lend money, claiming God protects him. The satire targets religious hypocrisy and selective morality. Other pieces include gentle domestic humor ("In the Blood" about impulsive marriage, "On Duty" about a baby's crying) and light social commentary. The page reflects late-19th/early-20th century American humor conventions, including racial caricature that modern readers would find offensive. The overall tone is lighthearted social criticism aimed at middle-class readers.
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42 uape A SERVANT OF THE LORD. THERE was an air of conscious power about Deacon Johnson when he said, “ De Lawd protects me.” “Faith shone from his eye, serenity was blazoned upon his fore- head; and there was a wealth of ecstatic security in his smile. “Did yo’ evah;” he continued biandly, ““heah ob me gettin’ slashed in a poker game, slugged at a dog-fight, shot at a crap game, or arrested at a. cocking-main? Noj ‘cause de Lawd protects me. “Did yo" evah heah ob me gettin’ bit by dogs, caught by b’ar=~ traps, or chased by constables w'ilst investigatin’ chicken-coops ? Not much, yo’ nevah did; ‘cause de Lawd protects me. "Have 1 evah bin accused ob barn-burnin’, bigamy, or bi- metaliism ? No, no; dar’s de Lawd again—he protects me. “Evah see mah ole woman get at me wif a rolling-pin? Wal, I guess not—de good Lawd knows who his servants am, What's dat? Will I lend yo' fifteen cents-till to-morrow night? Not on youah life, suh. Didn’t I jess dun tole yo’ dat de Lawd protects me?” : ON DUTY. IE. balls went pierc- ing through the air ‘Throughout the weary night, But still he kept upon his beat Till came the morning light Nay, reader; ‘twas no picket-guard Patrolling bravely there ; It was but Newpop, and the bawls , Came from his son and heir. MCLANDBURGH WILSON. IN THE BLOOD. Mrs. Gossipell— “So young Mr. Bene- dict has taken a wife. Dear me! and only twenty - four. What could have induced him to take such a course?” Mrs. Gossiper — “My dear, I fancy it A BRAVE LAD. “That was a close shave!” said Lieutenant O'Toole as a Spanish bullet clipped off his mus- tache. RARA AVIS, A JOKE is wandering through the air, I'm given to under- stand, ‘That's really new and witty too; I wonder where ‘twill land. The funnygraphers should take care ; To lose it they'll re- gret. I've searched the comic papers through, Bat haven't found it yet. om, ANALOGY, Mrs. Crawford— “Why have so many inexperienced young men received commis- sions in the army?” Crawford —" On runs in the blood. I eaet SEAENORMAL eloped Re ee the ground, I suppose, ‘i LADY—'‘ I'm sorry, but I have no old shoes of my husband's to give you that would large 8 hear that his father chough.= De sour lect gis foa pats?” y Rive y re that the son of a big and mother before him Bicroor runo—"* Yes, lady; dey give me a pain in de neck. Dat's de fourth offer I've gun should make a were married.” had dat dey were too large ter fill. see meself goin’ barefoot till I strike Chicago.” JUSTIFIABLE PRECAUTION. CHOLLY —" Sir, I love your daughter fondly and wish to marry her. She Para—*‘Oh, T ain't, I strike a kind-hearted colored party ‘fore long, er I kin good soldier.” - . Fact is, I just thought I'd take down your state- told me that you would listen to me—Dut I did nee now you were Geal.” ment in this phonographic recorder, because, you see, Marie is my homeliest daughter and | can’t afford to take any chances. She's yours, sir.” comicbooks.com