Judge, 1899-10-07 · page 5 of 16
Judge — October 7, 1899 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple short satirical pieces typical of Judge's humor: **"On the Boulevard"** mocks young cyclists' romantic entanglements through a simple wordplay joke about names. **"A Metrical Salutation"** appears to satirize American imperial expansion, likely referencing the Nicaragua Canal project and patronizing attitudes toward non-white peoples ("Malay maidens," "jaundice-tinted squaws"), treating them as conquests to be "civilized" with Western goods. **"Wheels Within Wheels"** makes a recursive joke about an Arctic explorer search becoming so complicated that they must search for the search party itself—mocking bureaucratic absurdity. **"Still Unsatisfied"** depicts a bratty child's impossible demands, showing generational entitlement humor. **"How He Judged"** contains an antisemitic joke assuming someone named "Shylock" must be Jewish and bald—referencing Shakespeare's character while relying on ethnic stereotyping. The remaining pieces are brief jokes or verse. The overall tone reflects early 20th-century satirical magazine conventions: sometimes clever wordplay, sometimes crude ethnic humor considered acceptable at the time.
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ON THE BOULEVARD. First picyciist—'* Mamma says I mustn't get engaged to every Tom, Dick and Harry T meet.” SecoND btcycList—* Oh, that's all right. My name is Bob, you know.” A METRICAL SALUTATION. AE hail, ye Malay maidens, in Mother Hubbards gay! We welcome you, dun-visaged and jaundice-tinted squaws. Through Nicaragua canal we'll sail some pleasant day And bring some toothsome bonbons for your precious little maws. Row seAD, WHEELS WITHIN WHEELS, Crawford— Have they sent out a searching-party after that arctic explorer?” Crabshaw—* Why, man! they've sent an expedition to search for thé searching-party.” STILL UNSATISFIED. + sYOU wanted a goat,” to little Willie sternly have one you are not satisfied. matter with you?” “Lwant a disinfected goat,” blubbered little Willie. id Mrs. Bunting ind now you What is the REPARTEE, Weary WALKER—"‘Ah, g’wan! Yer talkin’ through yer hat.” Stan hws mes PATERSBURG E'S WORLD'S FAZR. NO, XXXVIIL—LA BELLE RUSSE, The winter city ‘With you awake to warm it. In yain Boreas, fierce and bold. Comes to besiege and storm it. not cold, Who'd win you must not tempt his Budohebentoencine ee ‘The Russian bear at hugging. HOW HE JUDGED. **GHYLOCK was a bald- headed Jew,” remark- ed Willoughby. “How do you know?” asked Gildersleeve. “T judge by his name.” comicbooks.com