Judge, 1901-06-29 · page 7 of 21
Judge — June 29, 1901 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains **multiple unrelated short jokes and cartoons** typical of Judge magazine's format—a collection of brief satirical vignettes rather than a coherent narrative. **Key content:** - **"They Couldn't See So Well"**: Critiques overcrowding on streetcars despite available space elsewhere - **"Eggsasperating"**: A near-sighted golfer mistakes an egg for a golf ball—visual humor - **"The Season's Paradox"**: A wife asks for strawberries for shortcake; the husband orders three times the recipe's amount—absurdist domestic humor - **"Sorry He Lied"** and other romantic/marital exchanges: Mock relationship dynamics and deception - **Christian Science reference**: Mocks the religious movement by having an intoxicated man deny drunkenness as "mental delusion" - **Social commentary**: Includes jokes about bicycling, weight-loss treatments, and everyday domestic life The page exemplifies early 20th-century American humor: domestic situations, mild social satire, and gentle mockery of contemporary fads (Christian Science, anti-fat remedies). The tone is lighthearted rather than politically charged.
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THEY COULDN'T SEE SO WELL. Why is it men will crowd and squeeze each other in this uncomfortable manner on our cars, when there is so much room on the other side? EGGSASPERATING. . THE SEASON'S PARADOX. +s LTARRY,” she said, “has spoiled another of his golf-suits. You know Mrs. Younghusband —"The recipe for shortcake says to: use one he is very near-sighted, and yesterday, out on the links, he came quart of strawberries.” across an old egg and mistook it for his ball.” Young husband—" Then you'd better order three of those quart boxes.” SORRY HE HAD HER LIED. THERE. De Garry— “You are the only woman I ever loved.” Madge—*\n that case I can’t be your summer girl. 1 don’t want any ama- teur.” Mrs. Christian Sefence— Henry, you are ina state of beastly intoxication.” Henry —“\m- posh’ble, m’ dear; mental delushion. Only think I'm (hic) Hi drunk.” ee /4 ] ae SOUNDING Knicker—"Was COLORS. Jones's new book a . (Crawford— success ?" / “* What did your wife Bocker —"No; it YA. pacha 4 do with all those sofa- only reached the two H ; ty pillows she used to hundred and fiftieth Wy ; q yy have?” edition before it was ; , Crabshaw— printed, so the pub- i < i “Cut them up and lishers didn’t think it } i; @7 j made them into shirt- worth while to get it HI ; waists. Bae | " ANTI-FAT A WHEELING = S t M. Ane FACT. : : S Mr. Heavy F \ 7 Bb weight—"Do you First wheelman : a as , think the mountain —"T tell you when f \ ZJ£gg Ai) Za air will tend to re- you bicycle you can- : \ / duce my weight?” not be a hard drink- 5 Physietan— er, can you? “No, but the mount- Second wheel- 2 ain hotels will.” i deed “THE USUAL WAY. Wh bicycl * : ne you must be ears Mus, NewLywep—"So your husband insisted that at least two of the pegs in the clothes-closet Belore beat f belonged to him?” ty—About -six- drinker.” Mrs. Justjoinep—"* Yes; but I brought him down a peg.” teen years, VERY QUEER. +s] T'S mighty queer that Frank Tick- yee saigfexe ——leton should turn out Mh : to be a defaulter,” re- PRONE”, marked Tenspot. “That's what it added Bunting. Nobody ever heard him alluded to as Honest Frank Tickle- ton.” HIS SOLICI- TUDE. Mrs. Cobwigger— “What kind of shirt- fist shall I get, my dear?" Cobvigger—"One IN TOPSYTURVY LAND. that you can’t wear my Yacut—"* Hooray! My man wins!" ties with.” BASEBALL TERM. Knocking the cover off the ball.