Judge, 1900-06-30 · page 10 of 17
Judge — June 30, 1900 — page 10: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several humor pieces satirizing early 1900s American social attitudes: **"The Bather"** mocks Victorian prudishness about women's swimming attire. The complaint that a woman's sleeveless, legless bathing dress is "shockingly perverse" ridicules the era's extreme modesty standards. **"Procrastination"** jokes about a wife's Christian Science faith—a contemporary religion emphasizing faith healing. She delays preparing for her injured husband's homecoming, assuming Christian Science would have prevented the accident if he'd only joined. **"The Way It Surely Appears"** satirizes how people name children "Alias"—a humorous comment on criminal records, suggesting children with that name inevitably become criminals. **"What Was Needed"** mocks romantic excess and materialism: a man's passionate declarations are deemed insufficient; he must prove his love with certified financial documentation. The cartoons collectively target contemporary anxieties about women's fashion, religious movements, crime, and changing courtship customs.
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THE BATHER. HER dress with neither legs nor sleeves Seems shockingly perverse ; I don't believe that Mother Eve's Could have been any worse. “* Sis” will be pleased to answer any question relating to the welfare of our readers. Write on the edge of the paper only, and limit queries to 500,000 words. Lay your troubles PROCRASTINATION. at her feet. Readers will ali be answered in their turn. Small boy —" Say, mis’ s. H. é eee your husband ‘s had an acci- dent —got both legs an’ hip Miss Hopkins. broken, his shoulder smashed Dear madam—I am a young man of twenty, but I am in, collar-bone dislocated, four only four feet high, and I am getting sick of being guyed ribs inj . Stem i, Will yoo beep good atte geist somchammet ma Oe rie on opel ese EN will make me grow taller? out. They want you to get Most truly yours, the bed ready—they’re bring- I. M. Sau. in’ him home.” Mrs, Newcomb —" Now that ‘s just exactly like Hiram —always putting things off. If he'd only joined the Chris- tian scientists last Sun- day, as I've always wanted him to, he wouldn't have to take his bed.” Litre JouNsi—" Don't come up, Mr. Bear; all these 7 grapes are sour, Just ask the fox over there,” : ‘ait cur-Dians— THE WAY IT SURELY APPEARS. Aunt Mehitabel (reading the police-court news)—" Well, well ! there's one thing Ud never do. If I had fifty children I'd never name one of them Alias, Seems as if they're sure to go wrong.” : WHAT WAS NEEDED. x |Cilotty Nocas—" Mere verbal words are utterly inadequate to express my love.’ But, if still no taller, swallow a sky-rocket and then a lighted match Torre Covcupror—"' Very true! You must bring me a certified copy This is a guarantee. of your assets and liabilities legally acknowledged before a notary or justice.’ comicbooks.com