Judge, 1898-07-30 · page 3 of 16
Judge — July 30, 1898 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page **Top Cartoon - "What He Wanted":** This depicts a dialogue between "Farmer Whipletree" and "Soapy Willie" about wage expectations. The farmer offers a cent per minute (roughly 60 cents daily), but Soapy Willie demands half a cent minimum or won't work. This satirizes labor disputes of the era—likely mocking either workers' unrealistic demands or employers' stingy offers, depending on the magazine's stance. **Middle Section - "A Bucolic Breakdown":** A humorous poem about a bumblebee's chaotic flight through rural settings, mixing physical comedy with wordplay ("billow," "bullock," "swallow"). **Bottom Illustrations - "Hoodoo Dentistry":** Two sketches depicting apparent folk remedies or superstitious dental practices ("'bout de hoodoos pallis"), likely satirizing unscientific or dangerous medical treatments among working-class or immigrant communities.
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WHAT HE WANTED. FARMER WHIFFLETREE —“ You say you want a job and would be willing to work for a cent a minute? Why, that is sixty cents an hour, six dollars a day, thirty-six dollars a week, a hundred and "—— Weary WILLIE ( faintly) —"* Hold on dere, boss! Call it half a cent a minute, den. I only want ter do five cents’ worth any way.” A BUCOLIC BREAKDOWN. OE: THE bumble-bee is bumbling, Ob, the big clam-fritter’s hollow, Oh, the bobolink is tooting, Wildly tumbling And the swallow In the gale. Skims the tarn, Like a dragon To unflagon Towser wildly flaps his tail, While he lifts his voice and surges With a long unearthly wail, Oh, the fish-ball on the pillow Wildly scooting Of the billow In his glee, Cocks his eye. While disporting While the fy-ball Now the rillet And cavorting Splits the eyeball From the skillet Is the bullock round the barn, Of the player fancy free, Maud projects tipon the fly And the white rose nods and listens And the Triton toots his fish-horn At the red rose while the said rose To the darning-needle’s yarn. Down at Sconset-in-the-sea. Sings "* You bet, it is July f" RK, MUNKITTRICK. t DENTISTRY. “*T don’ laik t’ be sup'sti hood " it a ee ee sticious, but I dun heerd ‘bout de hoodoos palin’ Areas UN Oni LEEein mR eT comicbooks.com