Judge, 1900-01-20 · page 4 of 16
Judge — January 20, 1900 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several unrelated satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine: **"He Wanted to Know"** mocks a character's question about whether American sleeping cars or towns were named first in the Transvaal—appearing to ridicule someone's ignorance about geography or colonial matters. **"A Change of Fashion"** jokes about architectural trends, with a woman asking whether gilt crosses on cathedral spires are becoming fashionable for buildings. **"A Telling Postscript"** presents a humorous farm letter where a woman describes her property's amenities but notes her house burned down last May—the dark joke being this crucial detail comes as an afterthought. **"An Optical Delusion"** uses two panels showing a person in bed seeing a muscular gladiator, then revealing it's actually just a pillow—a visual pun on misperception. The page mixes social commentary with lighthearted domestic humor typical of the era's satirical publications.
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by Pach. JUDGE'S FAVORITES. ADELE RITCHIE IN ' THREE LITTLE LAstBs.” ‘The company is everything, ‘The piece don’t so much matter : Tugy're clever all, and some can sing — ‘To praise is not to flatter. Yet, rare Adele! what other one Could sing your “ Man bebind the gun"? A TELLING POSTSCRIPT. SS JONES was ill and in great haste to go out of town. She wrote to the proprietor of a mountain farm-house that had been recommended to her, to engage board. This is the reply. “ Miss Jones—My terms are five dollars a week each, where two occupy a room; six dol- lars when occupied by one. House is very near the river and a large brook runs through the place. Table of the best, with milk and cream in abundance. Plenty of shade about grounds. Horses and wagons at disposal of guests.” But it was the postscript that went to the heart of the matter (and of Miss Jones). It “TL could not accommodate you this my house was burned to the ground FRANCES A. SCHNEIDER, W! 1Y should we be ashamed of liking peo- ple better than they like us? It may only argue a more appreciative habit of mind. HE WANTED TO KNOW. Little Clarence— “Pa!” Mr. Callipers— “Uh?” Little Clarence — “Pa, which did they name first, American sleeping-cars or the towns in the Trans- vaal?” A CHANGE OF FASHION. BETH. on her first visit to the city, was greatly interested in a large gilt cross that sur- mounted the cathedral SHE WAS. Danpy Drake—" Oh, dear! I can't understand such coldness. T've been making love to her for at least an hour and she hasn't looked at me once. She'll be the death of me yet.” eo SUMVILEE OTEL MEALS: ase QUIESCENT. Said the man from Boston, ‘* How is shooting about here?” Said the native blue-grasser, ‘* Putty dull, sah; putty dull! Nobody hain’t called nobody a liar for a right smart spell, sah!” Vip Yy Ly ful development of his arms. AN OPTICAL DELUSION, This young man looks like a very muscular gladiator. Note the wonder- But it was only the pillow. comicbooks.com