Judge, 1900-03-31 · page 3 of 16
Judge — March 31, 1900 — page 3: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two distinct pieces: **"Repudiation" (top):** A sentimental story about a poor boy seeking his aunt Mary after months of separation. The narrative describes his emotional journey through the countryside and his eventual reunion—a straightforward, non-satirical narrative piece. **"Well, What Is a Flame For?" (bottom):** A cartoon joke about marriage. Willie Lightboat tells Maud Smith that Mr. Perry married "an old flame," and Maud quips she hopes he lights it every morning. Below, a comic illustration shows a domestic scene with dialogue from Mr. Black and Miss Johnstone making crude jokes about wives and dogs—typical early 20th-century humor about marriage being burdensome. The humor relies on treating marriage as a joke and wives as comparable to pets. The page appears primarily entertainment-focused rather than politically satirical.
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REPUDIATION. A BOY of five, bare- footed and bare- headed, slipped out of sight behind the barn and peeped stealthily around the corner to make sure that the woman in the farm- house was not looking. He dropped to his knees on the hard ground and held up his little hands in suppli- cation. “Dear Dod,” he prayed, “please let Aunt Mary come and take me away from here, ‘cause she loves me. Amen.” Then he went out through the orchard to the long, dusty road, climbed a fence-post and strained his tear-filled eyes in the direction from which his aunt Mary had once come, many months before. A buggy rose in view over a hill a mile away. The boy dried his tears, nor, heeded the call of a sharp voice from the house. The buggy, with a woman on the seat, drew nearer. The boy jumped down from his perch and ran to meet it, singing a little ad- vance prayer of thank- fulness as he trotted through the dust. Be- hind a hedge he waited. When the vehicle rolled past he leaped out from his hiding- place ; but the glad cry of “Aunt Mary” was half unuttered; forthe horses shied, and the fat-faced Dutch wo- man holding the reins, who resembled no more his aunt Mary of worshipful memory than the angel in: his Sunday - school book, cut savagely at him with a whip. He watched the buggy until it disap- peared. Ten minutes later a shower of ‘mis- siles began describing parabolas over the ridge-pole of the barn. The woman at the house seized a conven- ient switch, tiptoed cautiously across the farm-yard and discov- ered the boy in the act of hurling a cabbage- stalk high in air, “What are you do- ing?" she demanded. I'm frowin’ clods at Dod,” said the boy. LEON MARIAN. HER LIMIT. HO’ she forbade him bon-bons bring To her thro’ coming Lent, She will accept a dia- mond ring, Or any violet s(c)ent. OME people in this WELL, WHAT IS A FLAME FOR? country appear to “I hear that Mr. Perry married an old flame.” be laboring under the s, and now that flame has to light the fire every morning.” delusion that Pegasus is a jackass. yy Marrs iy Gy i) NDA Mit LOVE ME, LOVE MY DOG? Mr. BLack —‘* Oh, mah star ob light! Won't ver lub me?” Miss Jounstve Mr. Black, dis am suddin, an’ befoh I anser dat question I wanter ask yer if dat dawg ob your'n am included in de proposishun ?” comicbooks.com-