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This page contains several satirical sketches mocking small-town life and social pretension in late 19th/early 20th-century America. **"Their Identity"** ridicules a dispute between a doctor and weather-prophet in a small town ("Pettyville"), satirizing professional charlatanism—both men claim expertise while the doctor charges inflated fees for diagnostic guessing. **Other sketches** mock various social absurdities: a couple's marital discord over money ("The Legal Victim"), pretentious speech patterns among the upper class ("All Talk"), and a woman's false claims to Egyptian descent ("Judge's World's Fair"). The humor relies on ethnic stereotypes, class mockery, and satirizing American optimism about progress and professionalism. The cartoons suggest that doctors, weather-predictors, and society folk all trade in deception or empty talk—nobody is genuinely competent or honest. The overall tone is cynical about American institutions and aspirations, typical of Judge's satirical mission.

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THEIR IDENTITY. HO were those two men who were quarreling so vehemently out there in the street as I came up from the depot, and what were they wrangling about ?” asked the recently-arrived traveler. “Oh, the fat, pompous one who looked as if he knew everything was Dr. Pillsbury, the popular physician, and the thin, long-necked one who didn’t look like he knew anything was Professor Teller, the well-known weather-prophet.” replied the loquacious landlord of the tavern at Pettyville. ‘Tell you how it was. You see, the doctor picked on the professor b’cuz the latter's weather didn’t suit some of his plans, sayin’ that the professor's predictions were nothin’ more than plain guess-work, anyhow, and that he could guess just as accurately, himself, with one hand tied to the roof of his mouth, or some such in- sultin’ expression. The professor replied with dignity that, even if such was the case, he charged only fifty cents for a whole year's guesses—he gets out a weather almanac at that price. you know —while the doctor's regular practice consisted simply in visitin’ the sufferin’ and afflicted and chargin’ a dollar a guess at what was probably the matter with ‘em. Then he walked off, leavin’ the physician puffin’ and blowin’ like a walrus.” “Ah, indeed!" returned the traveler. “So you have a real live weather-prophet here ?” STAN laws Bea AK 0 WORLD'S FAIZ. No, XXXI1.—DAUGHUTER OF THR NILE. You must have seen the streets of Cairo, ons you would find but mild four so-called Little Egypt nt sphinx would have smiled, You breathed the desert winds in childhood, Ia your eyes the burning tropics blaze. "s Serpent taucht ination, Teopatra of these ‘The professor used to teach singin’-school, and at first NG HEADSTRONG. began makin’ weather in a modest way for singin’-school nights; and Uncir: Winiast Gpatr—" Well, Nan, how are the kids getting along?” he did that so well that he finally quit music altogether and went into Nanny icle William ! it seems to me they are getting more head- — the weather business as a regular profession, strong every day.” THE LEGAL VICTIM. = 5 WES, Algy—" Cholly 's in a deuce of a fix. He’s been married only six months and his wife refuses Z Atha to give him any more money. If I was the poor boy I’d begin an—aw—a legal action against her | : for failure to pro- vide. Reggy—"l don't believe the law lets a man do that to a woman.” Algy —" Well, then, by Jove! I'd sue her father, don’t you know.” r = ALL TALK. Smith —" You say that you have a speaking acquaint- ance with Brown, yet I notice you never speak on the street to him.” Jones—"» my speaking a quaintance with Brown occurred over a telephone.” Joxes—"* Dey say Melindy Jackson mar- . Am dat a fac’? , Miss Browx—'*It am, De slob she married a een " am titled ‘de mos’ high an’ exalted, poignant an’ HITE. hairs AN UNSUCCESSFUL VACATION. revered windjammer ob de noble order ob de mystic ‘Tis love that makes the world go round, sons ob de past chapter ob de eastern-star crap- cover a mul- Yes; but there are not eligible men enough to make the love go. shooters.’ titude of sins. comicbooks.com