Judge, 1900-10-13 · page 7 of 16
Judge — October 13, 1900 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains satirical humor typical of early 20th-century American comedy magazines. The main narratives mock domestic relationships and social pretenses: **"Why Did He Do It?"** depicts a husband learning his wife married him purely for money—she admits this casually while he suffers emotional turmoil. The satire targets both his naive romanticism and her mercenary pragmatism. **"With Every Meal"** features an Irish immigrant wife seeking divorce for "desertion" because her husband wants dessert three times daily—wordplay on "desertion/dessert" satirizing both marital discord and immigrant dialect humor common in the era. **"Discovered Their Reason"** contrasts American women's expensive hat-buying ($50) with a sultan's polygamy, suggesting both cultures prioritize material excess. Other content includes seasonal humor about summer visitors returning to city life, and brief jokes about class anxieties (the broke "chappie" reduced to selling ribbons). The overall tone mocks marriage, materialism, and social climbing without endorsing any particular political position.
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WHY DID HE DO IT? HAT did 1 marry you for?" ex- claimed the man in a fervor of passionate disappointment. “For my money,” responded the woman with careless confi- dence. He did not look at her; appar- ently he gave no heed to her reply. His face was flushed and the lines about his handsome mouth were tightly drawn. An ugly gleam shone in his eyes, and he nervously tapped the gilded top of a dress- ing-case with his fingers. The conflict of contending emotions raged within him, and she might have learned how fiercely the bat- tle went had she watched his face. But she was calmly indifferent. She stood by the window gazing listlessly into the street, as if the man WITH: EVERY MEAL. were not, A gutter-urchin had caught a small “* T want to git a divorce from me husband on account av desertion.” girl by the long plait of her hair and was driving . BRIEF—"' Um! Desertion, eh?” ‘ Yis. Shure, thot mon hez the nerve to want dessert three toimes a day.” Se et ll La 47%, her about as he willed, despite AW NNW ty Y Yj, her angry protestations. The RAY \ tf 7, woman smiled faintly as she SN , looked. The man struck the dressing-case with his clinched hand and strode across the room toward the door. He paused near a pretty figure of Cupid and impatiently stamped his foot. “"Sdeath !" he hissed in a low whisper.“ What the dick- ens did I ever ask her such an easy one for?” WILLIAM J. LAMFTOM. DISCOVERED THEIR REASON. oe N OW, in America,” remark- ed the tourist, “ women frequently buy hats costing fifty dollars.” “Yes,” replied the sultan ‘ of Sulu; “1 understand that in — vo tie NORE, THAN HE WANTED. ecere t aoe posrl plenty’of it.” than one wife.” SSS SIGNS OF FALL. HE ‘Mountain rest” is clos- ing up, Likewise the ** Ocean view"; The folks are coming back to town, ‘The lovers say adieu. Janice and Dick return to school, Ma scans her calling-list ; And pa starts in again to éam fhat helps us to exist, The chappie with the blond mus- tache Who splurged without regard Will soon be selling ribbon at A dollar five a yard. The girl he thinks an heiress, and Has done his best to win, Will soon be taking orders where ‘The dishes add their din. The celebrated players from Their country homes return— That is, they break connections with Some ** Uncle Tom" concern. The Woodbees now from Rocky * farm rey Sbatoos ewe pr had about the sport they've ‘At Lake Kermunkamuaks, ‘The farmer and proprietor Countap thee gold with for The iceman and expressman with “Their bags of bullion toy. ‘And all these little changes make "The supposition clear pea sucoees dpe bare, own ae HARD TO FIND. ‘And autumn days are here. Scurouten—"* What is your definition of a bosom-friend?” w waLsAce sevisan: yercern. ‘SPACER—"“A laundress who will hang me up.” comicbooks.com