Judge, 1900-07-07 · page 10 of 16
Judge — July 7, 1900 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several humorous pieces typical of early-20th-century satirical magazines: **"His Problem"** depicts a child's theological crisis: after fireworks are ruined by a thunderstorm, five-year-old Ted asks his father why God made both fireworks and rain on the same night—exposing the logical inconsistency a child perceives in divine creation. The humor lies in the father's inability to answer. **"Sis Hopkins' Advice Column"** offers absurd solutions to readers' problems (e.g., "bathe the thing in tar three times a day" for ugliness), satirizing the earnest advice-column format popular in magazines. **"Uncertain"** and **"Hard Luck"** are brief romantic/social comedy vignettes poking fun at courtship etiquette and romantic miscalculation. The **"July" poem** and **"From Our Correspondent"** section provide light seasonal and rural humor. Throughout, the cartoons use exaggerated caricature and slapstick situations to satirize everyday American life—family dynamics, romance, and social pretension—rather than targeting specific political figures or events.
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HIS PROBLEM. LAST fourth of July Ted, aged five, could think of nothing but the fireworks he expected to see in the evening. “Pa, did God make the fireworks ?” “Yes,” answered “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 his father thought- at her feet. Readers will all be answered in their turn, lessly. tee) “Has God made piles of ‘em for us to My sweet Sis Hopkins. look at to-night, pa?” Won't you help me in my affliction? I was born with a ¢ i i “ Oh, yes indeed,” very plain face and I never got over it. I-inclose photo, . , Wiest course of treatinent should T pursue to improve my looks? laughed his father. Awaiting your reply I am . ae Boney Yonre taithfally; hat night, ten U. Guuc, ‘Minutes after the dis- play: began, and Ted’s voice was joining heartily in the oh-and-ah chorus, a violent thunder-storm sent the crowd under any avail- able shelter and spoiled the fire- Mn. FLY —"' Miss Wingly, will you have a dance with me up works, against the window-pane?” Ted sobbed upon his father's shoul- : : re : y know; I don’t think der, beneath the drip- | Hr eabeuieiet ping umbrella, “An’ you said God made the rain too. Oh- ho-dear! what did he ever make ‘em both on “shall see much of her there — she never was in our set, you know.” the same night for?” JULY. JEAN yORSHEA. Bathe the thing in tar three times a day. THE sun is buta piece 0 au 1 I of punk \ UNCERTAIN. Within a giant's hand ; Mrs. Mewchual And like a monstrous Phrend— Well, dear Chinese bomb Mrs. Loerten has gone The world on which before you. She was we stand, an amiable, lovely woman, and I do hope that you will méet Th Leis do Mt + each other up in chigeisntstihe bad heaven’? The sun will some day Mrs. Upperten FROM OUR COUNTRY touch us off "Tis very certain that, unless ba Bein CORRESPONDENT. And blow us all sky- (who is near death's iit Johnson's dog treed a coon high, : door)—" Well, I don’t Friday. rowie vitae, ‘ Lie down in the back yard and let somebody up stairs drop bricks on your face for a half-hour each morning. i ‘rie PO STantaws. HARD LUCK. “+1 don’t suppose it would be proper for me to xiss you on such short acquaintan Miss InnitT—' longer ?” comicbooks.com