Judge, 1900-06-30 · page 4 of 17
Judge — June 30, 1900 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several satirical pieces typical of Judge magazine's social commentary: **"Its Pull"** (top right): A barber-customer dialogue mocking someone's influence or connections. The cartoon shows figures in water, suggesting someone is "in over their head" despite claimed pull. **"Judge's Favorites"** (left): A poem praising someone who "changes with ease" and "goes off to bed," likely satirizing fickle public opinion or inconsistent politicians. **"The Human Hog"** (center): A poem criticizing monopolistic business practices and class inequality—a common Progressive-era Judge theme attacking robber barons and industrial consolidation. **"A Limited Stockholder"** (center-right) and **"A Rash Observation"** (bottom): Satirize working-class hardship and social pretension during what appears to be an economic downturn. The page reflects Judge's consistent focus on class conflict and economic injustice.
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u i ee JUDGE'S FAVORITES. ALBERTA GALLATIN, ITS PULL. Barber— “ Does de razzer pull, boss ?” Victim— “Yes; but one of the spiral springs in the chair seems to be screwed so deep into my back that I don’t think the razor can drag me out ‘on to the floor.” A MILD RE- PROOF. D AVIE was standing in an open door- way at the back of the house Mrs, Pic— Just hear that man swearing at the roads—why, they're just elegant.” when, a door in the front part being suddenly opened, the wind swept through, closing the back door violently and propelling the boy with great rapidity across and off the porch into a rose-bush. He was scratched somewhat and considerably shocked. His face bore an expression of pain but not of anger when he arose. He looked at the sky. Yo change wih cae — ev alwaye please — “ My goodness, God !" he said, ‘don't you know it's wrong to slam a door that way ?” From ingenues to . You'll get to be a goddess yet, ‘As Venus was at Paphos. But that were pity, as, in fact, Your goddesses can seldom act, THE HUMAN HOG. WELL. boys, of all great schemes I've struck the best ! The thought came to me in a muddled dream : Mankind a lot of common hogs did seem, And I a bigger hog than all the rest. Then I awoke, and puzzled yet a while Aneft this wondrous vision — what it meant ; So quickly came it, and so quickly went ; And then I grasp’d its meaning, so I smile. The thought is this: Lo, ‘tis the age of trusts ! Each trade, each occupation, by the few Is gobbled up; ‘tis sad, but none less true ; And he outside the combination busts. A man is alway rank’d by what he's worth. Get all you can, and do your fellow- meal Tl build around these hogs a mighty 0, Consolldate these trusts, and own the earth! ,ppisow rLeTCHER ANDREWS, A LIMITED STOCKHOLDER. PASSENGER (indignantly) —'* Why don't you run more cars on this line?” Consveron Way, en You the truth, [ only own half a million of the stock of this line, so T don’t have much to say about it.” A RASH OBSERVATION. Cassipy (meeting Mr. and Mrs. Casey)—"'Ah, Pat! Thot baby is a perfect picture av ye.” Carzy—"* Shut up, ye fule! “4 Te re pecs aay Be Bras cabinet once alice eaion.” comicbooks.com