Judge — November 23, 1901 — page 2: what you’re looking at

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age AT THE JUDGE BUILDING, CORNER FIFTH AVES AND SIXTKENTI STREET, NEW TORK Terms to Subscribers. UNITED STATES AND CANADA IN ADVANCE. ‘One copy, one year, or 2 numbers - - $5.00 ‘One copy, six months, of 26 numbers = "2.50 ‘One copy, for thirteen weeks 133 isting te Cunsrnas Jeoce. FOREIGN SUESCRIPTIONS—To all foreign countries in the postal unio, #0 a year. Westen Orrice—Henry Bright, manager, Beye Building, Chcoge, Fonimeax eatteacesre—/atermational acter company, Bream'e building, Oh fee aAET aicae te POperer Perler Waarbeck’s ane Micka GH CIRCULATION LARGER THAN ANY OTHER CARTOON WEEKLY IN THE WORLD. #@ NOTICE TO PUBLISHERS:—The contents of Jvp by copyright in both the United States and Great Britain. this copyright will be promptly and vigorously prosecuted. fe protected Infringement of CONTRIBUTORS must inclose a stamped and self-addressed envelope with all manu- scripts, otherwise return of the Latter when found unavailable cannot be guaranteed, DRAWINGS and all other contributions sent to the Art Department ahould have the sender's full name and address written plainly on each and every separate sketch. The accom- panying joke or descriptive letterpress should in every instance be written upon its individual picture, and NOT upon a separate sip of paper. Inclosure of stamps to the full amount of post- age is also required, to ingure safe and prompt return of material net accepted. I" HAS BEEN officially announced that Mr. Croker is going to spend Christmas with us. This bit of news will be received with great re- joicing and jubilation in England. eee HE wood-fire crawls along the hill, A snake of wriggling gold, And on the purling crystal rill No lily-buds unfold. And by the coal upon the wing Into the cellar’s hold, Oh, hear the furnace gayly sing, “Pm blowing hot and cold.” 'HE ACT of gliding and bobbing over Niagara Falls, which bids fair to be- come known as the Niagara Falls habit, seems to be growing in favor among those vain people who are always seeking no- toriety through some unusual channel. There was a time when people craving any kind of recognition were content to attract the attention of the public to them- selves by their labors in the field of letters or on the field of Mars. Others, not spe- cially gifted, depended upon their skill on gridiron and diamond to lift them from obscurity. But it is now the fashion to do the unusual and unheard-of thing to at- tract public attention. To eat pie against time, or to exist for a given period without eating at all, or to appear in a Greek play, are methods of gaining notoriety, or fame, if you will, that are becoming so thread- bare and moth-eaten that they will no longer hold the water of public wonder. Even the matrimonial alliances contracted in balloons are losing their glamour of pop- ularity, which is waxing pristine, and may N PICTORIAL WORK the greatest of all art is the art of concealing ‘one’s art, that it may not be apparent to the beholder. The machinery behind the picture should be s much a mystery to the layman as are the ingredients of a pie which, as a pie pure and simple, not only charms but holds the seer captive. But no artist should attempt to conceal his poster art, even in posters, but should put it into battle-pieces, landscapes, marines, and everything else he paints, if he would be successful and glide around in an automobile. It is not good art to conceal one’s poster art, whether in a poster or a portrait, because the more posteresque any picture can be made the greater will be its chance of gaining immortality for itself and shekels for its creator. ROM RECENT REPORTS it is pretty evident that Chicago is about as well supplied with apples as Newcastle is said to be supplied with Chicago is to be congratulated, especially when it is considered that is the porcine Mecca, and that the apple is the bride of the roasted pig in very much the same sense that Aphrodite is the bride of the sea, with- out reference to her favorite squab. The combination of roast pork and apple-sauce should now bathe and swathe Chicago in a glory of gustatory joy until she becomes an unctuous melody to and for the lotos-eater. Po~ is evidently with the city of trade-winds in spirit, and while she trips mong the barreled balls of red and gold she fills the atmosphere with a juicy dithyramb in honor of apple-jack, one drink of which is a Ultima Thule. Long may Chicago wave, and long may the hog be the apple of her eye! PRINCE CHING has just issued an edict commanding all the civil and military officials to assemble on the occasion of the eclipse of the ‘sun, some time this month, to rescue that luminous body from the dragon who is believed by the Chinese to be on the alert to devour it, as if it were a mere omelet of commerce. It is the opinion of the most eminent Chinese philesophers that the dragon can only be beaten off and thwarted and put to flight by means of gongs and drums, hammered on in such a way as to cause him to fancy that a reception is being given in his honor by the employés of an American boiler- factory in full blast. The dragon that could live on the line of any “L’? road without having his nerves shattered could go to China and eat the sun, despite all the tumty-tum of the drum and the ding- dong of the gong that could be pumped out or thumped out by the best regularly ordained hammer-artists in the Empire. Each hammer virtuoso:is to the sun what the patent-medicine man of the Indian tribe is to the indisposed Indian, who takes the noise-cure for anything from embolism to appendicitis. By frightening the dragon until he is on the verge of hysterics the sun is saved for agricultural and other pur- poses instead of being a meal for the an- cient sparring partner of St. George. To think of the earth’s revolving around the sun and the dragon whirling himself around that orb at a sitting should prove tous the truth of the saying t fter all, the world is small. The Chinese are old enough to know that the dragon’s attacks on the sun are no more to be feared than is the baying of the small dog at the moon. in time give place to divorces granted in tigers’ cages, haloed by the circus that as it may, there is no g: fact that the Niagara Falls habit has a quality which makes it in every way eli- gible for the enjoyment of a unique pres- tige for some time to come, The element of danger will always lend to it the kind of attractiveness that holds one captive. And the more attractive it shall become, the more will Brooklyn realize that the glory of her bridge-jumper has been dwarfed into insignificance. Her natural pride will be shaken, which should prompt her to call upon the greatest of all her great shawled prophets to devise a means of snatching the laurels from the brow of the Niagara s hero and restoring them to her own, even if it should result in her shawled prophets ordering a few cranks to jump off the bridge on horseback or slide off it on automobiles. no more pigs in th’ house. Mrs. Cassioy. iMigant roof.” PLENTY OF SPACE OUTSIDE. Mrs. Rooney—‘* Th’ landlord av these flats sez he'll allow “Faith, thot's raisonable enoof, Mrs. Roo- ney. wid such large. roomy foire-eshcapes an’ an Why don’t they annihilate the dragon? Possibly they cannot. Possibly we should sympathize with them, inasmuch as we battle in vain with many dragons that would devour our sun of prosperity and leave us forever in the cold. It is not necessary to call these dragons by name, or to say that they are food adulterers, vivisectionists, police officials, or political reformers. It is enough to say that they are dragons that snort flames of sulphur, and turn from blue to Nile-green, and lash the air with tails that snap and reverberate like rifle-shots. Beside these dragons the Chinese specimen is a pink-eyed poodle that eats bonbons and ice-cream. And if these flame-shingled dragons cannot de- stroy the sun of our welfare and prosperity, it is pretty safe to wager a sky-scraper building against the proverbial red apple that the cel monster will never be the cause of rice famine in the Flowery Kingdom. comicbooks.com