Judge, 1900-08-18 · page 4 of 16
Judge — August 18, 1900 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several satirical pieces from 1890s Judge magazine: **"Judge's Favorites" and "Studies in Unnatural History"** mock public figures through caricature and verse, though specific identities aren't clear from the visible text. **"A Natural Inquiry"** jokes about a woman asking a man about poetry in prison—satirizing either a literary figure or the absurdity of discussing refined topics in crude contexts. **"A Relief"** (bottom cartoon) shows a woman encountering what appears to be a tramp or vagrant. The dialogue references rum, Paris, and social pretension, mocking upper-class hypocrisy and the disconnect between wealthy ladies' moral standards and actual behavior. The overall page uses visual caricature and witty dialogue to criticize social hierarchies, gender conventions, and class contradictions typical of 1890s satirical humor.
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JUDGE'S FAVORITES. SUSIE DRAKE. Just for your sake, coy Susie Drake, ~The Rounders” seemed a better show. ‘You won't resent a compliment ‘Of good intent ; and even though It grow to admiration bolder, You'll never turn a glacial shoulder, STUDIES IN UNNATURAL HISTORY. THE ROYAL SEAL. HIS noble beast's impressive form is seen *Mong the possessions of a king or queen. Hard-favored, yet so valuable is he He's ever kept beneath a lock and key. And since his temper can’t find vent in speech, He stamps and punches everything in reach, CAROLYN WELLS, THE INDUSTRIOUS COMMENTATOR. Cora —" Don't you think Browning's poetry is very condensed ?" Merritt —" Apparently. It takes about three vol- umes of notes to explain each volume of poetry.” Mas, IcrxoLp —"' Do you drink rum?” IN THE NINETIES, SUCH weather none has seen the like, This summer has been torture ; ‘A poor man needn't ride a bike ‘These days to be a scorcher. A NATURAL INQUIRY. Mrs. Hoon (looking up from her newspaper) —“ Here is an item about a convict who writes poetry in prison.” Mr. Hoon —"H1'm! Is that what he is in for?” AT THE SHOW. “The funniest thing, I want to know, Why flies can fly, but crows can’t crow,” A RELIEF. EVIDENTLY NOT. Moriter—"‘A boy that plays base-ball on the sabbath never has any luck.” Son (up-to-date)—"* No ; I know a boy can't play ball ‘on Sunday and go fishing too,” SQUELCHING HIM, 46 CONFOUND those infernal critics!" snarled the author of a certain juvenile work.“ My book was beginning to sell splendidly, when they must needs step in and ruin its popularity.” “What have they done, dear?” sympathetically asked his wife. “Why, they unanimously announced that it was the kind of a book that might safely be put in the hands of a boy, upon learning which the boys promptly stuck their hands in their pockets and refused to have anything to do with it. Ar-r-r-r!” Mx, WILLIAM WALKER —"‘Ah, wot a relief it is to listen to a sensible question like dat! All de society ladies I meet has such a monotonous way o’ sayin’, Do you play golf? ‘Have you met de prince?” ‘Are you off fer de Paris expersition ? Dol drink rum? Sure, lady. Have you a bottle on your hip?” comicbooks.com