Judge, 1900-08-04 · page 10 of 16
Judge — August 4, 1900 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* magazine contains several distinct items: **"Sis Hopkins" Advice Column**: A satirical mock advice column where readers submit absurd questions. Miss B. Reaven asks what pet to get after her pug dies—the joke is her excessive emotional attachment to replacing the animal. **Three Cartoon Jokes**: 1. A hippo as a pet suggestion (visual gag on the advice column) 2. "At Saratoga": A man at the racetrack complains he must pawn an engagement ring to afford staying another week—social satire on gambling addiction and financial desperation 3. "A Keen Sense of Smell": A boy named Tommy repeatedly visits Miss Wheatcake's house around mealtimes, hoping for food. When caught, he pretends to smell eggs cooking to hint he's hungry—satire of social parasitism and transparent manipulation **Irish Servant Stereotype**: The final caption features "Miss Bar-of-Soap," an Irish servant character using dialect ("nothin' uses me up"), reflecting period humor based on ethnic caricature. The page's common theme: exposing human selfishness, greed, and social manipulation through gentle mockery.
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“* 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 at her feet. Readers will all be answered in their turn. ‘s. . Miss S. Hopkins. My dearest madam—My darling pug has just died, and I can’t bear to have another dog around, as it would remind me of him, I hate cats; but, as I have no children, I must have a pet of some kind, "What would you suggest ? Very truly yours, Miss B. Reaven. t le AT SARATOGA, Ferpy—" I'm out of it! After baying the ring she has refused to give me her answer for a week.” Pexcy—* Well, what of that?” Ferpy—' Why, in order to stay here another week I'll have to hock the ring.” A KEEN SENSE OF SMELL. ToMMyY had formed the habit of going to Miss Wheatcake’s house several times a day, and, strangely enough, most of these visits occurred just at meal times. One morning he arrived before Miss Wheatcake’s breakfast was served. He feared that he was too late for the meal, butebeing too polite to inquire, merely looked about with anxious stealth for some signs of preparation. Miss Wheatcake saw his perturbation, but said nothing to relieve it, Presently Tommy re- marked, “Ain't it fun- ny, Miss Wheatcake, I'm awfully hungry?” Miss Wheatcake made no comment and he wiggled about un- easily in his chair for a few moments, then with a timidly ingra- tiating look he said, “Seems to me I smell eggs boiling. Do 1?” A duil ache in a heart is like a dull ache in a tooth—a sign it needs filling. Miss BAR-or-soar—"' Sure, and there's nothin’ uses me up so fast as doin’ a big washin’.” Bat why not try an elephant ? comicbooks.com