Judge, 1900-12-01 · page 7 of 16
Judge — December 1, 1900 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This Thanksgiving-themed page from Judge magazine contains multiple satirical sketches mocking contemporary American society: **"Dreams"** imagines various people's pre-Thanksgiving anxieties—the turkey escaping, burning, or turning tough; family financial worries. It's gentle domestic humor. **"Where the Dog Reigns Supreme"** uses dialect humor to mock racial stereotypes, depicting African Americans prioritizing dog meat over proper food—a crude, offensive caricature typical of the era. **"The Wrong End"** satirizes sanctimonious female lecturers advocating servant kindness while avoiding practical household experience. A housewife retorts that servants should treat *employers* kindly instead—flipping the reformer's logic. **"A Matter of Business"** mocks charitable pretense: a man donates to Christian missions while simply moving inventory from his novelty shop. **"Football Terms"** and other sketches offer mild wordplay and social observation about modern life and fads. The page reflects Judge's typical mix of class-conscious satire, ethnic humor (offensive by modern standards), and gentle mockery of hypocrisy among the educated elite.
📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)
Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
DREAMS. (The night before Thanksgiving) ILLIE in his little bed Dreamed the turkey got away. Turkey dreamed he lost his head— And he sobbed till break of day. Mother dreamed the turkey burned And like Russia leather tasted. Father dreamed that all he earned Was in one Thanksgiving wasted. Grandpa dreamed, a boy ‘once more, enough. gy Cook dreamed madly o'er © and o'er That the turkey came out tough. . . . . I dreamed, dear, that you and I Pulled the wishbone after dinner, And that, blushing, sweet and shy, She I wished for owned me winner. Dwi 1 saan, A MATTER OF BUSINESS. \y) : Li lil WHERE THE DOG REIGNS SUPREME. ** Now, jes’ remembah to fetch home fo'teen pounds o° dog-meat, an’ ask ‘em to chuck in a piece o° liver fer the old man.” THE WRONG END. +s YOU should treat your servants kindly,” urged the woman lecturer, who lives at hotels herself and thus avoids a personal collision with facts which might militate against her theori “But you are beginning at the wrong end,” declared the woman that keeps house. { “ What do you mean?" “ You should instruct our servants to treat their employers kindly.” FOOT-BALL TERMS. The “rush” line, Isaacs—" Cohen has contributed feefty dollars for spreading der Christian religion on der cast side.” Aurams—"‘Ach, yes; Coheh carries der biggest stock of Christmas novelties on der Bowery. Canty-car—"' Dear me! all the men seem crowded this morning.” Pa Ze IN TOPSYTURVY LAND. ALTERED TO SUIT. SeTHIS isthe horseless age,” said Kilduff. “It is,” replied Poindex- ter; “and that good old adage should be revised to read, * Money makes the auto go.’ ” OUR NATIONAL BIRDS. NOW the eagle and the ture key Are alike in this at least— They will both be over China While we hold our thankful feast. THE ANNUAL RACKET. Ted—" Come to the the- atre with me on Thanksgiv- ing.” Ned —" No, thanks. I don't care for those college- yells.” comicbooks.com