Judge, 1899-06-10 · page 6 of 16
Judge — June 10, 1899 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several satirical pieces typical of Judge's humor: **"How It Happened"** mocks romantic melodrama about the Spanish-American War, with a soldier claiming a Cuban soldier saved his life "at the expense of his own"—only to reveal the Cuban simply ate the beef meant for the speaker. **"On the Wrong Side"** is a domestic joke: a child tells his grandmother she's standing on "the wrong side" because she's his father's mother-in-law, implying wives are preferable to mothers-in-law. **"Transparent"** plays on the phrase's double meaning—a couple kisses beneath a parasol believing themselves hidden, but the parasol proves literally see-through. **"A Brooklyn Medal"** satirizes working-class immigrant culture in Brooklyn, mocking a baby-carriage drill competition as mock-militaristic pretension. The page also includes poetry about June and a brief "Cause and Effect" dialogue about bedtime routines. Overall, the humor targets romantic conventions, family dynamics, immigrant communities, and everyday absurdities.
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ARMY NOTE Baluster Post, HOW IT HAPE Rurert—* They can say what they will about the Cuban soldier, but one of them saved my life at San Juan at the expense z of his own.” Eruri—** Oh, the noble fel- How did it happen?” Rurert of beef and ate TRANSPARENT, > NEATH a parasol hard by the lake ‘They kissed, but they made a mis- take; a ‘Though both felt quite sure ‘They were hidden secure, The parasol wasn’t opaque. CAUSE AND EFFECT. Uncle Thomas—"\ like ter git up early. Then I can git my work done ‘fore night an’ be able ter go ter bed carly.” Johnny —"W'ot yer want ter go ter bed early fer?” at Uncle Thomas—Why, ONSTHEE WRONG SIDE: I can git up early. You know JACK (to the new visitor)—"* Say, are you pa’s mother-in-law? ighty little *t fs hi Geanpaa—" Yes, Jacky ; I'm your grandma on your mother's side.” inighty- Utter bout the true: phe Well, you're on the wrong side all right. If you knew them both as well as I do you would be on pa's side.” JUNE. NOW June her crimson roses gayly spills Into the breeze that monkeys in the mead And whispers secrets to the lis- some reed, While at the brook the bull his paunch up-fills With bubbling crystal, and the bumble drills" ” ‘The small boy's epidermis till, indeed, He jumps ‘and dances like a circus steed. Unto the rat-tail file the locust shrills, ‘The white cloud dimples in the shining sky— A snowy galleon in a turquois sea The summer gown weaves all the subtle spell ‘That lures to fairyland the maiden Be he ‘A Who ts her ear while trembles A BROOKLYN MEDAL. The peerless music of the New-Yorxker—" What's that medal you are wearing ?” wedding-bell. BROOKLYNITE (roud/y)—' Oh, that is the medal our club puts up for the best-drilled man in baby-carriage tactics. The %. x. Munkrrreice, winner is allowed to wear it for one year. Come around to the armory to-morrow night and see our crack company drill.” comicbooks.com