Judge, 1898-12-03 · page 4 of 16
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains three separate satirical pieces: 1. **"Judge's Favorites" (Helen Lord)**: A biographical sketch of an actress, celebrating her theatrical career and resilience through life's hardships. 2. **"His Snarl" (The Koback)**: A story about an irritable philosopher whose bad temper makes him difficult to approach, even when offered simple kindness like a peach. 3. **"Business Tact"** and **"The Right Man for the Job"**: Satirical dialogues mocking social pretensions and class assumptions. The bottom cartoon depicts a farmhand arguing that education is worthless compared to practical experience—social satire about rural-urban class divisions and the perceived snobbery of the educated classes. The overall theme critiques human nature, social hierarchies, and character flaws through humor and exaggerated situations typical of Judge's satirical style.
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HIS SNARL, HE Kohack philosopher's rheumatism had been hectoring him worse than com- mon, and, as a re- sult, he was in such an irritable state of mind that it would hardly have been safe to even attempt to hand him a ripe peach on the end of a ten-foot pole. “Arerer-r!” he F snarled, glaring out ‘of the window, near which he was. sit- ting, at some dis- pleasing passing object. “I have had my full share of the trials and tribu- lations of life; 1 <== have suffered from JUDGE'S FAVORITES, fire, flood, contume~ HELEN LORD. ly, fool friends, the unloaded gun, and Helen, in that Casino crowd ‘The beauties singled out are few ; about all the aches Yet—be it gladly here avowed— Nobody has forgotten you. So with your baton proudly stand, Ready to lead, and beat the band. and pains set down in the catalogue; I have been married . several times, and also clubbed almost into insensibility with a section of trace-chain in the hands of an unscrupulous brother-in-law; I have eaten buckwheat cakes and itched in consequence till only prayer and a curry-comb would afford me evert temporary relief; 1 have been talked to till death itself would have been welcomed with hilarity and joy; I have been swindled and abused by them I cherished; I have been on the losin’ side in politics and the litle end in hoss-trades. BUSINESS TACT. THe customer" What! Ten dollars for that vase?” THE CLERK—**Oh, no, mum. That's just the tag we leave on when we send it. Real price, fifty cents, mum.” “I have passed through all these trials and others too numerous to mention, but I can hold up my. hand and testify that none of ‘em ever aggravated me half so much as does the sight of an angular, hawk-nosed woman, clad in a brazen smile and flaccid bloomers, and mounted on a nickel-plated cyclopedia, careerin’ across the face of nature, to the disgust and horror of sensible men and honest horses, while her poor, unfortu- nate dub of a husband and her miserable little children are at home cursin’ the day they were born and goin’ to the everlastin’ dogs and cats, with un- wiped noses and buttonless garments—meani particular, Mrs. William K. Simpson, who jest rode by! Ar-r-rer-r-r! ou P. womcax. = THE RIGHT MAN FOR THE JOB. Farmer SLeever (fo his foot-oall playing son, home on a visit from college) any service, but I see I'm wrong, an’ I want ter ask yer ter kick out yer sister's late-stayin’ lover ter-night, an’ fergive me fer doubtin’ the value of «John, I had thunk that your eddication at college would never do yer old father \dication.” comicbooks.com