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This page contains several satirical pieces typical of Judge magazine's humor: **"A Complete Defeat"** presents a mock-heroic sonnet to a codfish ball—absurdly elevating a humble seafood dish to transcendent status, satirizing overwrought romantic poetry and pretentious literary affectation. **"A New Motive Power"** jokes about an elevator operator attributing the elevator's function to "hypodermic power"—likely satirizing pseudo-scientific jargon or the era's fascination with newfangled explanations. **"A Popular Antidote"** features Irish immigrant characters (the Flanigans) where the wife misreads a medical article, believing whiskey cures carbolic acid poisoning. This satirizes both immigrant speech patterns and medical quackery. **"His Preference"** depicts two colonels debating China policy versus shooting opportunities—mocking imperialist attitudes where colonial powers prioritized personal interests over actual governance. The sketches collectively lampoon pretentiousness, pseudo-science, immigrant stereotypes, and imperial hypocrisy—typical of Judge's social satire from this era.

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A COMPLETE DEFEAT. TO THE CODFISH BALL. A™BRosIAL’ sphere that in my vision steams, And gilds the matutinal board with joy, I beam on you e’en as the little boy Upon his newest painted plaything beams. You fill my soul with lotos-haunted dreams, ‘Transmuting all to gold without alloy, When with your toothsome tenderness I toy And all the eagle of my homage screams, ! Oh, when I close my ivories on you, of I close my eyes upon the ways of earth, ha And caracole, a very vine-wreat'ied god, Unto the mighty music of the blue Billows that toss and tumble in their mirth, NuMBER TWELVE (five a. m.) —" We must end that fel- Upon the happy shores of old Cape Cod. low’s snoring. in thirteen.” RK MUNKETTRICK. NuMBER FOURTEEN —"‘Aye, that we must—such snoring should be punished by death.” A NEW MOTIVE POWER. GOING up ina Fifth Avenue sky-scraper the y R other day I said to the dusky elevator man, } . aed . \ a “Do you know by what power this elevator is \ P. pat run?" i “Oh, “ sah,” he re- a plied, “it am — fig. nee . Puffinelli, the famous tenor, run by hy- has just landed, He was the only one bi podermic on board the boat who was not sea- fore power.” : sick, because you know it was easy for = NUMBER TWELVE (six thirty a, m.)—"* We shall wait till him to take the high sea. (Oh, gee!) morn and slay him.” NUMUER FOURTEEN —‘‘Aye, slay as we would a dog.” A POPULAR ANTIDOTE. ¢+/MIKE.” said Mrs. Flannigan, looking from the paper in her hand to her husband, who had just signed the temperance pledge. “shure an’ a great docther sez thot alchohol do be a shure cure for carbolic acid pizen, an’ if so be yez haven't anny alchohol, thin twict as much whisky will do jist as well.” LO Be quick, thin, Norah, me dear, an’ lay by a PS good store o' the stuff. Shure I'm thot desp'rit there's no tellin’ whin I'll be nadin’ the rimidy.” AN ILLUSTRATED SONG. ~ NUMBER THIRTEEN (seven cheer fully)—" Ab! good “She'd never seen the streets of HE bunco man to Reuben —" Are there any morning, gentlemen. Shep asain Le . more at home like you?” HIS PREFERENCE. Cotone1. BLoopcoop —"* ‘The powers should have an open door in China !" . Cotonet BLugcKass—* Well, sub, that's a mattah of preference! I prefer an open windy, or a good wide crack in a barn, fer good safe shootin’ I” « L comicbooks.com