Judge, 1901-01-19 · page 10 of 16
Judge — January 19, 1901 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple comic sketches satirizing turn-of-the-century American society: **"Cultured"**: Mocks Boston pretension—a woman displays false sophistication by mispronouncing "Himalayas" as "He-mol-yaws," yet the speaker claims she's cultured simply for using affected language. **"Inevitable"** and **"Foolish Cholly"**: Ethnic humor (Yiddish-accented Jewish characters) playing on stereotypes—a sick man haggling over doctor fees, and another character humorously suggesting stretchers to move furniture. **"The End-Man's Indignation"**: A longer narrative mocking theatrical performers' vanity and volatility. A minstrel-show manager dies laughing at a joke, and an offended cast member quits dramatically—satirizing actors' supposed oversensitivity and ego. **"Number One"**: Features a man sarcastically complimenting a woman's beauty, only to have her misinterpret his insult as flattery, suggesting female vanity. The page reflects period stereotypes about immigrants, show business personalities, and gender relations.
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CULTURED. AND IT SPOILED HIS ONLY PAIR. HE'S from Boston.” “T thought you told me you never saw her before this minute.” “True, but I just now heard her call those moun- tains in Asia the He-mol-yaws.” INEVITABLE. Isaacs (from sick bed) —“ How much vill dot doctor charge a visit?" Rachel—" Ten dollar.” 1, Tsaacs—"Ten _ Foust CHonty—"* Good idea, those stretchers ! dollar? Dell him Tl et pair. am deat ven he galls again.” Rachel —" But he vill charge shust A RELIEF, de same.” 3it out o' here or I'll put a load o' buck-shot in ye !” Isaacs —" Den Cuty Nytes—Ah, mum! It’s sech a relief ter find a lady w'ot kin gel] him 1 am deat talk suthin’ besides dress, golf, or automobiling !" aeeaay THE END-MAN’S INDIGNATION. HEM show-folks are mighty queer people, any way you look at ‘em,” said the loquacious landlord of the tavern at Pettyville. “ They don't look like anybody else in the livin’ world, and their actions are a blamed sight quainter than their looks; they swing on all the pomposity of a treeful of horned-owls, and are always kickity-kickin’ about somethin’ like a skeleton havin’ a fit on a hardwood floor. “Tell you one instance of their queerness: The manager of a minstrel troop, that was here last winter, who had withstood the gags of his various énd-men for twenty-seven years, laughed so immoder- «soi tegen thei ‘ead’ fee eocinciva'l: dase ately at a joke that was told him by the proprietor of the town hall— with Miss Swellguy." and, accordin’ to my way of thinkin’, it wasn’t so lam-basted much of a joke, either !—that he bu’sted a blood-vessel and died right away from the effects of it, And, b’jing, one of the end-men took it as a personal affront to himself, and immediately handed in his resignation and quit the company in the tallest kind of high dudgeon! You can’t tell what ‘one of them actors will do next any more than you can prognosticate which way a toad will jump when you poke him.” Tom P, MoncAN, Wee Edith (watching her aunt fill a fountain-pen)—* If I wrote 's much 's she does, I'd use a pen that's weaned.” NUMBER ONE, Mr. Monk—" But, Lily dear, beauty is only skin-deep.” Miss Rutino— Oh, Claude, you are such a flatterer.” comicbooks.com