Judge, 1901-06-29 · page 6 of 21
Judge — June 29, 1901 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several short humorous pieces typical of late 19th/early 20th-century American satire: **"Judge's Favorites"** and **"Reciprocity"** are light domestic humor featuring wordplay and physical comedy—a woman gets dragged by a mule while raking hay, leading to her quip about mutual consequence. **"The Hobos' Promised Land"** satirizes natural gas regions (likely Pennsylvania/Ohio boom areas), depicting homeless men discussing how they can exploit wealthy homeowners by offering to chop wood, knowing locals won't call their bluff due to social obligation. **"The Unexpected Often Happens"** shows hunters mistaking a rabbit for a golf ball—simple visual gag humor. The page also includes theatrical imagery ("Judge's Favorites" featuring actress Laura Burt) and social commentary on lawyers and class pretension, common Judge targets. Overall, this represents the magazine's mix of domestic comedy, social satire, and visual gags aimed at middle-class readers.
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HOOT, MON! “sTyo You D know what those children are hooting so for?” “They are playing hop- Scotch.” NO WON- DER. Lady —“It you are a lawyer by profession, why must you beg?” Lazy Larry— “Well, ye see, mum, I's an honest lawyer!” SURE! He—"I feel sure the Duke is JARRED. an impostor.” Witue Juc —* My dear, I think there is an earthquake somewhere.” JUDGE'S FAVORITES. She—"Why?” Nweiuie Jax —'t What makes you think so?” favensaver: He—“He Wir Juc —"* Because I feel a ja Dear Laura, but for your advent, dresses in such good taste.” And this for you is no mi Whenever you are bere, RECIPROCITY. AUD MULLER, on a Summer day, Tn the meadow raked the hay. She raked it up, she raked it down, She raked it all around and ‘round ; She raked it in a little stack, And got a mule to drag it back To pile it in a big stack, where The stock could get at it for fare. But Maud was awkward with the rope, And when the mule began to lope Across the field, it startled him To learn the rope was ‘round her limb, Maud threw a scream which made him go The faster, though ‘twas filled with woe. Away he went with mulish vim, And Maud was so attached to him She followed after—in a wa ‘That made her lose her love for hay. At last he stopped when he had got His burden to the hay-stack lot, When Maud got loose. and, strange to say, No outraged feelings did betray, She smiled instead. ‘Ab, well,” said she, * T raked the hay and it raked me.” THE HOBOS’ PROMISED LAND. And the mule remarked, in his patient way Haxrizp Hiccins —* Wiggles, dere it is! De natural gas region. You kin go up to any house dere an’ + T guess it’s a stand-off for the hay.” jest beg ter be allowed ter chop wood, an’ de bluff ‘Il never be called once.” WILLIAM J. LAMPTOW. = GY pet haat teas ' : is My. Fa yt THE UNEXPE Huntex—"* It's impossible to get a rabbit. Guess I'll see if I can hit that little round white mark there in the grass." (7 comicbooks.com