Judge, 1901-09-21 · page 4 of 22
Judge — September 21, 1901 — page 4: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several distinct pieces of humor: **"Portly"** presents dialogue about someone's fitness for a pulpit position, with a photograph of an elegantly dressed woman—likely commenting on physical appearance affecting credibility or social position. **"A Little Optimist"** is a poem about a student anticipating summer vacation, reflecting early-20th-century schoolboy sentiments about freedom from academic routine. **"A Fly Cop"** is a cartoon caricature of an insect character, appearing to be wordplay-based humor (the title puns on "fly" as both insect and slang for clever/stylish). **"Overhead at Newport"** presents a brief social joke about class distinctions at the wealthy Newport resort area, mocking pretension. **"Penrwyn Stanawas"** is a sketch labeled as such, though its specific satirical target is unclear from the image alone. The page represents typical Judge magazine content: social satire, visual humor, and light verse.
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