Judge, 1901-06-22 · page 7 of 16
Judge — June 22, 1901 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple brief satirical pieces typical of Judge's format: **"Summer Fable"** presents an Aesop's-style moral: a horsefly attempts to drink an ox's blood but is fatally swatted. The lesson warns against pursuing prey outside one's natural sphere—satirizing those who overreach their station. **"Judge's Decision"** references the contemporary "Constitution follows the flag" debate regarding U.S. imperial governance in the Philippines (early 1900s). Judge cleverly sidesteps the political question while making a joking prediction about the America's Cup yacht race, suggesting American dominance. **Other brief jokes** include wordplay about steamer travel, a commentary on social climbing ("Bare Poles"), and domestic humor about inheritance and childhood discipline. The cartoons are light, illustrative humor rather than sharp political commentary. The page reflects Judge's typical blend of social observation, mild satire about class and manners, and topical references accessible to contemporary readers but requiring historical context today.
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SUMMER FABLE. Once upon a time a horse- fly was whizzing around in a summer pasture, when he es- pied an ox, and lighted upon his spinal column, with a view to clothing his inner horse-fly with the liquid that cheers, or, in other words, to look upon the ox-juice when it’s red. The ox began swinging his caudal appendage patiently, but at a great rate, at the same time remarking : “Till get you in the soup directly.” “Which soup?” flippantly asked the horse-fly as he side- stepped from a vicious swing. “The oxtail soup, of enwexar® K course,” replied the sanguine ox, who at the same moment a knocked the over-confident -horse-fly out for all As DINER'S§ DEDUCTION: time, and moralized as follows: “The horse-fly INCOMING BOARDER—"* What luck in getting a good dinner to-day iv should confine his operations to his natural prey, the OuTcoING BoARDER—" Oh, all kinds of luc! OARDER—"* Hash again, eb? A GREAT IMPROVEMENT. *+JOW they have shortened the steamship time between New York and London!” “Haven't they? I lose only hundreds at poker now where it used to cost me thousands.” JUDGE'S DECISION. GHALL the Constitution follow the flag? That means A lot of privileges for the Philippines. We make no guess Whether the courts decide it No, or Yes. . Another similar question now comes up, With the international races for the cup. We make no brag— But the Constitution follows 10 Shamrock flag. MURRAY M. GAKDNI , THOROUGH. Mr. Genial— Howdy, old chap? What's the outlook ?” Pemwright— Fine! I'm out of funds, out BARE POLES. of hope, out of elbows, out of place, and out of * Don't go on deck, madam. It is stormy, and we are running her with bare poles.”* the world.” AUNT PoLty—"' Well, I suppose that, coming from such a cold country as Poland, they can stand ‘ ot Sree TL idiintng arouod waked: bat Linibe We dowarlght seantaiogs ileea Mtr. Genial (sympathetically}—" Well, you are not out of town, dear boy.” Penwright—" Of course not. It's summer.” horse, that wears a soft, bushy tail, and not a thong that is a club, Alas! it is hen we forget our sphere “and our limitations that we come to grief, even as when we seek an alien quarry we are very apt to be cast down and to come out at the small- er end of the horn.” RK. MUNKITTRICK POOR BOY! HS mother told him not to swear, His father taught him golf. He minded both with utmost care— Brain-fever took him off. A PUBLIC BENE- FACTOR. Mrs, Henpeck—"A child gets its physique from its fa- ther and its disposition from EASY TO GET. Boy—"' Gee, mister, you are skinny, fur sure.” its mother.” THe THIN MAN (irr1adiy)—" Well, maybe you can tell - : me how to get fat." ; ‘ ioe Aree ee A CALL-DOWN. Bov—'Go to de butcher; he'll sell you some fur ten My dear, it's a blessing that ‘Tue pect. (to the eraser) —" I say, my friend, don’t you cents a pound.” we've never had any.” know it’s extremely rude to rubber at what I'm writing?” comicbooks.com