Judge, 1901-11-16 · page 7 of 16
Judge — November 16, 1901 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple satirical pieces typical of late 19th-century American humor: **"The Pillar of Finance"** mocks a respected community figure—Jefferson Whimpers—whose reliability derives not from legitimate business acumen but from serving as a "stake-holder" in local gambling bets. The satire critiques how society elevates men of questionable virtue. **"An Autumn Song"** is a dialect piece using exaggerated African American vernacular, celebrating autumn harvest and possum hunting. While offensive to modern readers, it reflects the era's minstrelsy tradition. **"If You See It in the Sun"** is a simple joke about an X-ray doctor diagnosing a swallowed silver dollar—playing on the newspaper "The Sun" and the visual pun of seeing something "in the son" (sun). **"Making a Sale"** satirizes magazine editors' drinking habits, suggesting the editor only bought a joke manuscript while intoxicated, costing the writer more than he earned. The overall tone is light satirical humor targeting financial impropriety, ethnic stereotyping, and publishing industry practices.
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‘THE PILLAR OF FINANCE. ES, sir,” remarked the village grocer, “that is Mr. Jefferson Whimpers. He's one of the solidest and relia- blest citizens we've got here in Hulloboloo. He's filled more posi- tions of trust and_ responsibility than any ten men we've got.” “Ah,” replied the spice-drum- mer, “you elect him for your treas- urer, I presume.” “Well, no; but that man acts as stake-holder in ninety-nine per cent. of the bets made in this whole county.” CORRECT. ’ Jones—"\n what time does AT HOTEL—A CHICAGO SOOT. MeGovern usually win ?” Cterk—" How does your room suit you? Bones—* Jig.” Guest (put on top floor\—" Tip top. The chimney ends near ig my window—couldn't suit me any more.” AN AUTUMN SONG. DE satermetoncrinds am all ach on de groun’, summeh s king Guess he'll take his throne once mo’ when nex’ yeah comes Howsomeveh, sweet potatoes gwine ripen soo Fall-time's mighty favo'ble fo" possum an’ i Lysses Grant, and play a thankful tune— Jing, a-ling ! Haint no use a mournin’ ‘cause de melon say good-bye, Haint no use a feelin’ sorrer’s sti Neveh knowed a niggeh yet t’ stahve t’ death, says 1, bry season somethin’ good "ll bring ! ~ Den call de houn’ an’ set him on de cuon er possum track, Haint no bettah kin’ o” meat fo! eatin’, dats a Tune de banjo up, we'll hab a song when we Ting-ting, ting-a-ling, Haint so young as once I was, some fohty yeahs ago, Dese ol’ laigs ob mine hab lost de spring Once dey had, but soun’ de banjo, *Lysses, an’ I'll show Young nigs how t' cut d’ pigconwing ! De possum season's opened, an’ so mighty good I feel I wouldn't mind a-limbrin’ up my stiff'nin’ toe an’ heel, An’ foller off dat banjo through an ol’ Virginny reel Ting-ting, ting-a-ling, a-ling! poy rannutt cnezxe. IF YOU SEE IT IN THE SUN 1T’S SO. X-Ray poctor—"‘Ah, yes! It is just as I suspected. Your baby boy has swallowed a silver dollar.”” Farter—" Ah, well, if you see it in the son | suppose it must be so!" sh Weeivaet ~N MAKING A SALE. ‘Scrivprer—"'! bet Spacer five dollars I'd sell that joke to the editor, and | did."" Liner—*' Then you're five dollars in!"" ‘Scriseter—" No, I'm five dollars out! It cost me ten dollars to get him drunk enrugh to buy it! comicbooks.com