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This page from the satirical magazine *Judge* contains several short humorous pieces reflecting early 20th-century attitudes: **"A Long Felt Want"** satirizes debates over "the New Woman"—a contemporary figure associated with feminism and women's rights. The poem humorously claims the author isn't demanding voting rights or independence, only requesting that women's clothing include pockets, suggesting even conservative women want practical improvements. **Other sketches** include domestic comedy ("Due," "Habit"), absurdist humor ("In Topsyturvy Land," "Oh, Sugar!"), and wordplay-based jokes ("Its Breed," "The Very Thing," "A Kicker," "Standing Him Off"). The visual style features typical pen-and-ink illustrations of the era. The humor relies on puns, exaggeration, and period-specific references (auto-fire engines, beer gardens, legal scales) rather than political messaging. Most jokes target everyday social situations—marriage negotiations, forgetfulness, courtship—with the casual sexism and class humor typical of early 1900s American humor magazines.

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A LONG FELT WANT. THEY talk of the new woman and they seem to think that she Stands for everything ridiculous in femininity, ‘They scem to think she wants to be as mannish as she can, And have all the prerogatives accorded now to man, Now I’m awfully conservative I’ve no desire to vote— I do not want a latch-key and T'll keep my petticoat ; But I'll welcome the new woman and I'll never talk her down, If she'll only set the fashion of a pocket in her gown. CAROLYN WHEL. GREAT many people live according to their convictions, especially those who reside in the penitentiaries. IN TOPSYTURVY LAND. Wine Esquinau—"* Gee! Swimming this Bast-BALL—"* Whoop! There goes a two-bagger.” time of the year? Mam. bee won't he have OH, SUGAR! HEN the picture of the prize beet was hung in the gro- cery the package of sugar that was loafing DUE. “ec [™ HALF dead,” said Mr. Bicl as he came in and i threw himself down on HANA, i} on the shelf almost the sofa, THAN Mn f melted with emotion. “Good,” i Wit a “What is the mat- Mrs. Bickers KY ter with you?” asked the hard- shelled al- mond bitterly. “Why,” said the I'll collect half of your lt life insurance.” HABIT. Clarence —" Why did you stick out your sugar, with a lump in its throat, and a forget- fulness .of grammar, that beet’s me.” tongue a moment ago.” jj i Jack —“ Force of tgguevesvof inka aval Mec aad Mra ee “They spend most of their time in the beer-gardens ITS BREED. habit, That was my mer Tug, of Siletrck, Michigan, deade of Germany and Feturn so much broadened that their. TTERE'S a story doctor just passed us.” that it is just what they need. nee REL ERE Sey of a dog that hatched out a nest of eggs which had been deserted by the hen.” “Does it say what sort of a dog it was ?" “No, but it must nave been a setter.” A DESIRABLE ACQUAINTANCE. Mrs, Hoon —"\ cannot for the life of me under- stand why it is that that stupid, absent - minded Mr. Boobler is so popular with all you men?” Mr. Hoon —" Oh, he has such a poor memory that he cannot recollect a good story long enough to repeat it to any one else, and, having forgotten it, he is just as ready to listen to it the second time as he was at first.” THE VERY. THING. < MeTHE. auto-fire-engine is the latest,” said Poindexter. “Tt will be used to extinguish spontaneous fires, | suppose,” said Kilduff. A KICKER. Judge—* You say the com- plainant is actank. How do you know that?” Cabman —*“ As soon as he got in the cab, your honor, he began reading the scale of legal i (idl i STANDING HIM OFF. ‘apa says when you ask him for my hand he is going to stand you off.” wha! He does, eh?” A Epitu—" Yes! Says he is going to stand you off about four feet so he can get a good stiff punt at you.” comicbooks.com