Judge, 1900-12-22 · page 20 of 48
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This page from *Judge* magazine contains Christmas-themed satirical commentary and cartoons mocking contemporary society (circa early 1900s). **"Undiscovered"**: A caricatured Irish immigrant complains that literary critics overlooked him despite his distinctive nose—likely mocking both pretentious literary circles and ethnic stereotyping. **"His Roar"**: McGorry (Irish dialect character) grumbles that almanac-makers got weather predictions wrong—giving frost on July 4th when unneeded, but cold on Christmas when unwanted. Social satire about incompetent "experts." **"Christmas Fashions"**: Mock editorial on holiday trends: people buying misfit slippers, automobiles replacing bobsleds for children, husbands rejecting homemade gifts, and merchants peddling cheap mistletoe and "green goods" (counterfeit merchandise). **"Christmas Anarchist"**: A reformer wants to eliminate Christmas sentimentality and "red" (capitalist) traditions for "green" (socialist/anarchist) alternatives—satirizing radical political movements threatening traditional values. The cartoons blend class commentary, ethnic humor, anti-socialist sentiment, and consumer culture critique typical of early-20th-century American satire.
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UNDISCOVERED. ‘Them literary mugs, from wot I see. Missed a whole lot, in not discoverin® me. ‘They might ha’ found me in the near- est barroom, The real thing of a sporty * David Harum, * Look at my nose! goes way back To get a ** Cyrano de Bergerac” ! An’ yet they HIS ROAR. MeGorry (carpingly) — “Thim makers av almanacs hov got us be dhe t'roats, bedad !" Mrs, MeGorry— How d'yez make thot out?” MeGorry—* Make ut out? Here, now: We hov cowld weather on Christmas, phwin we don’t nade ut; an’ do dhey give us aven a brith av frost on dhe Fourt’ av July, phwin our tongues are hangin’ out wid dhe heat? Not so's yez cud notice ut, bedad !" THE CHRISTMAS NECKTIE. THERE ttledoubt she thought it fine, Its colors were intense ; But though she gave up sixty- nine It looked like thirty cents. CHRISTMAS FASHIONS. THE. misfit slipper we still have with us, larger than life and not half so natural. Bradstreet will continue to record the usual Junuary fail- ures among the improvident persons who ran in debt to Santa Claus, Miss Autumn as of old will hover around the mistletoe and try to dispose of her gold- bricks. While the automobile may be in vogue among the smart set, the bobsled is still ail the rage with the small boy. As usual, the men will not wear the presents their wives make them. With the annual craze for holly and mistletoe, every huck- ster in town seems to have gone into the green-goods busi- ness. Cus DIAKS-B Grassnorrer—'* Pardon me, but do you want to take in a good boarder for the winter?” Despite the fact that so many are afflicted with the golf habit, the footless stocking fails to find favor at Christmas. The yule-log and the wassail bow! will continue to do service in the Christmas poem, but will be met with nowhere else.” The horseless-sleigh will never be popular as long as it requires both hands to manage it. ‘ THE CHRISTMAS ANARCHIST. HE would murder the sweetness that clings about The childish heart at Christmas tide ; He would banish the gladness, and put to rout That which brings joy to the heart sore tried. O, warm is the heart! Cruel cold is the head! All is not false that is not seen. Down—let us put down the vile Christmas red ! Cling—let us cling to the Christmas green ! Littie Witty Rasart—" Oh, mamma, there’s a horrid man out there, and he’s breaking my snow-rabbit all up |!" comicbooks.com