Judge, 1902-01-25 · page 6 of 16
Judge — January 25, 1902 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple unrelated short jokes and comic strips typical of early-20th-century humor magazines. Key content: **"How I Lost Her"**: A young man's romantic poem comparing his beloved's hair to "snowflakes on a lump of coal"—an unintentionally insulting compliment that backfires. **"After the Proposal"**: A bride notes her mother doubted the groom's courage, undermining his moment. **"What Can They Expect?"**: Rural satire—a farmer complains farming doesn't pay while a newspaper editor points out farmers don't advertise, suggesting poor business practices. **"How They Beat the Carpet"**: Domestic humor where a wife deliberately provokes their dog to make it run wild, beating the carpet through its chaos. **"Story of a Dog and a Deacon"**: A seemingly pious deacon greets his dog sweetly, then viciously curses it when the dog jumps on him—satirizing hypocrisy. These represent typical Judge fare: domestic mishaps, romantic blunders, rural life mockery, and character contradictions, all presented with period-specific cartooning styles.
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HOW I LOST HER. SHE is a sweet, poetic dream— A lily on love's crystal stream. But she, with all her charms div Will ne'er, oh ne'er, oh ne'er be Because last night, unto this d I said, beneath the chandelier “+ Last spr ic when the blossoms white I saw on your black hair alight, 1 thought they looked, upon my soul, Like snowflakes on a had of coal.” AFTER THE PROPOSAL. He— Do you think your mother will be surprised 2 She —" Yes, indeed. She was saying only this afternoon that she didn’t believe ou'd ever get up the courage to propose.” you'd ever get up the Be to propose. kf Ge. WHAT CAN THEY EXPECT? Farmer —"\ wonder why farmin’ don’t pay better ?" Rural editor—* Well, you know, you farmers don’t advertise.’ AN OLD ADAGE REVISED. Farqer Surth—" Don't you fellows know that time is money 2" Traup—" No, sir! It’s lack of money. ‘Ten days’ means yer hain't got ten dollars."* AND PUT HIM IN THE SHADE. Hewitt—“ What became of the girl that you used to say was the light of your life Jewett—Another fellow came between me and the light.” A JAMMED FUNNY THING. HOW is it in the car we miss Folks sit like Bat in the one we're sure ‘They'rejammedlikethis? HOW THEY BEAT THE CARPET. Micrey—'*Call him that name agin, Jimmie; he'll have the carpet all beat in another ten minutes!"* ‘Sweer-sriniteo Uncte Hira—" Heylo, Carlo! Well. well, well! How that dog has grown! Glad to see me, Carlo? Well, well— 3. —(with emphatic crescendo) Gosh blame that confounded, miserable, measly son of a street-bred purp! By the rattling hayricks, I'll teach him to be so consarned rough. I'll teach him to be so Aunt Mitinoy—" Why, Hiram!” blamed blarsted brutish. I'll teach him, by gum, garsh blame him! rn — STORY OF A DOG AND A DEACON. comicbooks.com