Judge, 1901-07-06 · page 5 of 16
Judge — July 6, 1901 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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The page contains three distinct pieces of satire: **"The Resemblance"** (top sketch): A comedic dialogue where a vagrant appeals to a woman for pie by claiming she resembles his unknown mother. The joke's irony: he knows nothing about either woman, making the "resemblance" entirely fabricated flattery. **"More Partition"** (middle section): Dark humor about Fourth of July fireworks injuries. The "advance notes" satirize newspapers' predictable coverage of holiday accidents—listing anticipated casualties from firecrackers, rockets, and explosives with named victims. The closing lines mock political debates over "China's hazardous position" and "America's partition," suggesting American political divisions are as reckless as celebrating with dangerous explosives. **"An Uncalculating Hero"** (bottom photograph): Satire of romance and materialism. A woman claims her suitor isn't mercenary, yet he'd accept marrying her for only "a million and a half" instead of two million—mocking both his supposed idealism and the wealthy woman's self-deception about his motivations. All pieces employ irony to critique human nature and social pretense.
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: THE RESEMBLANCE. “Ah, mum, you resemble my dear old mother so much dat I jes’ simply can't help askin’ you fer a piece uv pie.” Poor fellow! take the whole pie. How do I remind you of your mother?" “Ab, mum, I never knew who my mother wuz, ner nothin’ about her; an’ oh, mum! I don't know who you are ner nothin’ about you, neither.” MORE PARTITION. (Advance Notes from Newspapers of July 5th.) +s YJILLIE JOHNSON lost an ear * Gunner Squib’s unlucky head “ Mrs, Bangs will lose her eyes Fooling with a frisky rocket "—— Went together with the rammer"”— + Through a vicious roman-candle "— ** Sam Pocheezka's arm. we hear, * Tommy Jones afar is spread— ** Sambo Brown in quarters lies Was blown off right at the Socket "—— Pounded nitro with a hammer !" By a bomb he tried to handle "— ** On the day's sham-battle field “* Giant crackers are the cause Oh, ye nations who debate Sixteen fingers were collected "—— Of Joe Schmidt's disfiguration"—— ‘China's hazardous position, ** Little Arthur's face was peeled “* Susan Doodle left both jaws Please behold the frightful rate ‘And his nose an inch deflected "—-- ‘Ata picnic celebration "— Of America's partition! gown w sanin, AN UNCALCULATING HERO. Oh, he is not at all mercenary.” But he doubtless knows you are worth two millions.” ‘Yes; but he says he would love me just as much if I wasn’t worth but a million and a half,”