Judge, 1899-06-03 · page 4 of 16
Judge — June 3, 1899 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains several unrelated satirical pieces typical of Judge magazine's format: **"A Distinction"** and **"Contrary"** are brief social humor items about parenting and children's behavior—standard domestic comedy with no apparent political content. **"The Veteran's Last Dream"** is a sentimental poem about an aging Civil War veteran, reflecting on memories of battle and lost comrades. This references America's ongoing relationship with Civil War memory in the early 20th century. **"A Hint for the Amateur Farmer"** and **"Odious Comparisons"** are visual gags about rural life and family situations respectively. The lower cartoons titled **"Unevenly Matched"** depict a domestic scene where a woman appears taller/larger than a man, playing on period humor about gender dynamics and physical mismatch in relationships. These are primarily social satire rather than political commentary.
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A DISTINCTION. se] YOUR mamma sick, Benny?" “Nope, she's ill; pop’s sick —he has to do the cookin’.” CONTRARY. * GETTBY says he would be perfectly willing to go to the front. Why doesn’t he en- list" * Nobody wants him to stay at home.” A SELF-CONSIDERATE CHILD. Fond mother—" Yes, John, I have here a stick of candy to be divided between you and Robert, who is out-doors play- ing ; but remember, whichever of you breaks it for division must let the other take his choice of the two pieces.” Johnnie" AM right, marm; T'll go right out and call Robert to come in and break it.” FAVORITES. RITCHIE, To paint your portrait rightly, blond Adele, ‘The daintiest pastel Could not be brushed too lightly. ‘Of fashion you might pass, A mould of form most sightly : all of this ‘One might depict,and yet yourbest charms miss. Fora glass THE VETERAN'S LAST DREAM. IIE veteran dreams—disturb him not ; In belt and sword arrayed, And faded coat of army blue, He musters on parade And_marches to the merry fife ‘That played so loud and shrill Along the slopes of Gettysburg And heights of Malvern hill. ‘The veteran dreams— so come away ; He hears the rolling drum, And sees again the dusty ranks Tn endless columns come. Once more he greets with lifted hand His comrades young and old, ‘Though all their swords and crimson cords ‘Are mingled in the mould. The veteran dreams—but not to wake ! ‘A phantom bugler blew ‘The final reveille for him “This morning in the dew. ‘Take out the tattered flag he loved ‘And fold it o'er his breast ; His scars are healed forevermore, So leave him to his rest. Mrs, Mc Prixy — boy Patsy to his fayther. MIOLA IRVING. Tue artist —''T think it would be better if you were to sit for your picture—you know you're so tall.” A HINT FOR THE AMATEUR FARMER. How to work the plow and mind the baby at the same time. SS ODIOUS COMPARISONS. Shure, Mrs, McGuire, Oi niver appraciated before the resimblance of your UNEVENLY MATCHED. GRANDPA had brought home a pacer. “I don’t like the new horse at all,” declared Nan, “for one side can't keep up with the other to save its life.” ‘When she sat. comicbooks.com