Judge, 1899-11-11 · page 4 of 16
Judge — November 11, 1899 — page 4: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains primarily **humorous anecdotes and illustrations rather than political cartoons**. The content includes: - "Judge's Favorites": A poem about Alice in "The Boding Girl" with decorative photography - "After the Race": A patriotic poem about American naval superiority, mentioning Columbia and maritime glory - Multiple brief comedic sketches ("His Lassitude," "The Logic of It," "The Professor Again," etc.) featuring domestic situations and wordplay - A stained-glass window design labeled "No. IX—Altgeld of Illinois," apparently mocking Governor John Peter Altgeld - A cartoon showing children and animals in chaotic action **The satire is primarily social rather than overtly political**—poking fun at everyday family situations, relationships, and minor absurdities rather than major political events or figures. The Altgeld reference suggests contemporary Illinois politics, but most content prioritizes light entertainment over social commentary.
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AFTER THE RACE, T WAS not with her rakish mast Nor dazzling spread of sail, Nor arrowy bow that sent the foam Like feathers in the gale, Nor overhang, nor dripping boom That swung above the spray, Columbia from the emerald yacht Went sailing straight away. But high above her canvas white, And high above her spars, Old glory to the briny breeze Untfurled its gleaming stars, We need no four-leaf clover green ‘That ever drank the dew ; Our mascot is the stars and stripes, The red, white and blue, Sir Thomas from the silver cup Will never drink his tea While floats that banner broad and bright Above the sapphire sea. From battle-ship to cockleshell, When ocean rivals meet, The craft that flies the starry flag Is always sure to beat. MOA IRVING. Photo, by Morrison. JUDGE'S FAVORITE HIS LASSITUDE, sod loging gil gait ers poor man, if you will come in to “One season—and no more. ° the table you shall have a nice Sotled Spooner— Mt it ain't askin’ too much, mad- dim, will you kindly bring de table out to me?” THE LOGIC OF IT. +sYES, Dumley argues it out in a very logical manner.” “What does he Well, he says NO. IX.—ALTGELD OF ILLINOIS. that, as *war is hell, Juner’s design for stained-glass windows to be placed in : now that the war is the national museum at Washington, D. C. Neither spoke, but the coldness between them was rapidly dis- over there is no hell.” appearing. THE PROFESSOR AGAIN. FROM out the home of Absentmind Rose a wail to thunder drown ; “Ma, pa has spanked the carpet be- hind, And he’s tacked the baby down!” AN EARLY START. Willie (in great surprise, as a donkey is driven by) —“ My! I should think that horse’s ears got an awful start of the rest of him when he began to grow.” ABOUT TO SCALE THEM. Mamma —" Has grandpa got the fish most ready, Willie?” Willie —* All but taking off the shingles, mamma.” SHE FOUND IT. 46] OOK, papa,” said a little girl as she pointed up to the ees sky one evening ; “ the moon is broken in two.” A SECRET. A little while later she saw its reflection in a lake and Lrrrie Susie —"* Gee, Mose ! what yo" reckon make dat big ‘splosion?”, exclaimed, Mosie—“* Dats my granmammy. She's been keepin’ a secret fer de las’ two weeks. I Hi 3 ie ‘seen her puffin’ out. Now she done busted.” “Look, papa! There is the other piece.’ Livi Sons — Golly, Mose ! I doan see nuffin’ ob de secret,” comicbooks.com