Judge, 1899-02-18 · page 4 of 16
Judge — February 18, 1899 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page features a story titled "Judge's Favorites" about a character named Gallyer, a well-bred man with a cigar. The narrative describes Gallyer encountering an old acquaintance named Duff on the road. The accompanying illustrations satirize upper-class pretension and social climbing. The dialogue mocks Duff's attempts at self-improvement—he's acquired a bicycle (then a fashionable luxury item) and gained weight, which Gallyer observes with thinly veiled contempt. The humor targets the nouveau riche: Duff's obvious pride in his possessions contrasts with Gallyer's effortless, inherited sophistication. The final exchange about the bicycle wheel—where Duff anxiously seeks approval—emphasizes how insecure social climbers desperately crave validation from their betters. The satire reflects Gilded Age class anxieties about wealth, status, and belonging.
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see anybody. He had got hold of my hand by this time and was work- ing away at it with a vulgar display of affection which would have been more offensive if it had been less evidently sincere. I began to thaw. T reflected, “it is but natural that he should feel proud of knowing me, however slightly. Why need I be so stand - offish ? There is no society person in sight. He cannot really injure me, for I have left my pocket~book in my other things.” “ Have a cigar,” I said, proffer- ing him my case of cheap ones. ‘The well-bred man is never selfish in little things. “ Anything of yours—that isn’t catching,” he shouted boisterously. “It’s an age since I saw you, old fellow. “THERE IS A ROOMER AFLOAT.” You are looking well, Gallyer; looking well. Getting rather stout, though. You ought to have a bicycle.” Photo. by Sarony JUDGE'S FAVORITES. JESSIE MILLWARD AS ‘* PHROSO,” Euphrosyne is classic Greek But Phroso is romantic ; ‘The English you so sweetly speak GALLYER. ] WAS sitting in front of the hotel, smoking. The well-bred man with his cigar is never less lone- some than when he is alone, Glancing cityward, I perceived Gallyer coming leisurely down the road. He isa good fellow, Gallyer, but he is too fond of his joke. Turning my back toward his approaching fig- ure, | fixed my attention on the curving spirals of smoke perfuming the evening air, Presently I could hear his noisy footsteps—Gallyer walks like a regi- ment of dismounted rough riders. I made no sign, however, for I am never rude unless intentionally. A hand was clapped on my shoulder.“ Hallo, Duff! Who would have thought of secing you?” “Oh, it is you, Gallyer,” I responded icily. 1 AT THE ANIMAL BAL-MASQUE. could never have attained the position I hold in so- ‘THE ELePHANT—" I'm glad we all wear masks ; aren't you? Why, it wouldn't be half the fun if ciety if | had been suspected of ever being glad to the others knew who we were.” “ Your lips drop pearls, Duff. L ought to have a bicycle, 1 in- tend getting one. I was only waiting for your approval.” This was said with a knowing look that puzzled me. “Do you wheel much, yourself?” he inquired. “Yes; a good deal. A so- ciety man has to.” “ That's a nice-looking bike of yours,” he said, going to the edge of the sidewalk and care- : fully examining a fine wheel =A q standing there. “Do you mind 5 my trying it?” he asked. “Not the least in the world, Gallyer.” He mounted and executed a few skillful evolutiors. “My! it’s a goer,” he cried as he sho: rapidly past. They were his last words. T have never seen him since, and that is a year ago. Gallyer is a good fellow in his way, but too fond of his joke. Mx. Sumuencer—"' Vot is dis exbansion der babers are dalking aboud 7" Suppose that wheel had be- Mr. FatLaersex—"* Och! I don'd vorry my het aboud it. It makes no difference mit me—I don'd need it.” longed to me? compon. \ Se comicbooks.com