Judge, 1901-02-16 · page 4 of 16
Judge — February 16, 1901 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several satirical pieces. The bottom illustration, captioned "Among the Possum ville Four Hundred," depicts a caricatured dinner party with exaggerated racial features—a common and deeply offensive convention of early 20th-century American humor magazines. The caption references "possum" (a Southern food stereotype) and mocks social pretension by suggesting even in an African American community, inhabitants mimic upper-class white dining customs and social hierarchies. The upper text selections include literary pieces like "A Revelation" and social commentary. "A Man's First Vision of Divorce" critiques marriage dissolution. The content reflects Judge's approach: mixing literary satire with visual caricature, often relying on racial and ethnic stereotypes considered acceptable—though offensive—to its era's audience.
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Tie KING —'* My dear, I wish you'd be a little more careful where you leave your crown.’ DISILLUSION, NOW: that I possess you, you cease to attract me, Yet once, how I loved you! for then you were new; And oft, looking back, how I wish you had sacked me, For now I'd enjoy looking forward to you. But, as I have known you so well since I met you, Ne’er can you be new to me till I forget you. A BASSWOOD CORNERS “ BLASE.” oe Tr observed the grocer as he carefully wrapped up half a dozen herrings, “that Lige Barclow blacks his boots every Sunday “Yes,” replied Uncle Grouty, “ he’s a perfect roo, a reg'lar Lothario. I tell ye, so many of our young men fallin’ into the enervatin’ vortex of fashion don’t argue very well fer the perpetuity of the rac A REVELATION. ITIWAS late at night. The city’s busy hum Was hushed. The voices of the day were dumb. Through the deserted street I walked alone, My steps resounding on the cold dull stone. Idly I glanced around with wandering gaze, When, suddenly, I chanced my eyes to raise, High in a casement opposite I saw A sight that filled me with a startled awe. A pale, white face looked down—a face so old And marked by time—Ah, me! the tale it told One hand but partly hid the two dark eyes, The other hand was lifted toward the skies. My spirit quaked with fear. As in a dream I watched that face beneath the moon's pale beam. “Good gracious!" I exclaimed, “this is a shock ! Can it be possible it's two o'clock?” CAROLYN watts HER STRONG HOLD. Wife (testily)—" Don’t interrupt me. I leave out half my words when I'm writing.” Husband —* But you don't when you're talking, do you?” SURE ENOUGH! Little nephew—"1s it true, uncle, that the bark grows thickest on one side of a tree?” Old Uncle Grout —* Yuss!" Little nephew—" Which side, uncle?” Old Uncle Grout —* The outside.” MAN'S first vision of divorce is when he wakes up the morning after hav- ing proposed to a poor girl who has accepted him. AMONG THE POSSUMVILLE FOUR HUNDRED. Mk. VAN PeysTeR Dr JOHNSON — ‘* Heab’s a toast ter de host an’ a toastess ter de hostess: ' May de hen-houses in dere neighborhood remain always unlocked.'” — Photo, by Schloss. JUDGE'S FAVORITES, EDNA WALLACE HOPPER, IN ‘* FLORODORA." So modest, yet oft-times so bold, So pungent, yet so sweet, Demure but dashing, warm and cold, And great although petite — ‘The kind of opera you play Is Edna-Wallace-Hopper-a. comicbooks.com