Judge, 1902-03-08 · page 16 of 16
Judge — March 8, 1902 — page 16: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This 1902 *Judge* page contains two satirical cartoons mocking Irish immigrants and urban social problems. **Top cartoon ("How He Worked It Up"):** Uses stereotypical Irish dialect to joke about saloon culture. A man brags he got drunk by exploiting five patrons' life events—a newlywed, a widower, a divorcé, an engaged man, and a rejected suitor—all buying rounds to celebrate or commiserate. The joke mocks both Irish drinking habits and how various emotional states drive bar spending. **Bottom cartoon ("The Last Straw"):** Depicts a second-story burglar (safecracker) in jail complaining that while he accepts arrest and police brutality, being placed in "cell 13" crosses the line. This likely references a superstition about the number 13, playing on immigrant working-class anxieties. The humor targets criminal underworld culture and superstitious beliefs. Both cartoons use heavy ethnic caricature and dialect humor typical of early-1900s American satire, reflecting period attitudes toward immigrants and criminals.
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Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
HOW HE WORKED IT UP. Innocent Buiss—'* Where did yer git dat jag?” Fravep Patrerson—' Frum five good tings in dat saloon. Dey're still settin’ in dere, treatin’ everybody.” Innocent Buiss—'' Who is dey ?”” Fraveo Patrerson—"One guy dat’s jest married, anudder dat's jest lost his wife, one dat's jest divorced, one dat’s jest bin accepted, an’ one dat's jest bin réfused. Goinan’ gitaload. God bless de wimmin-folks, anyway!" Js ANY INATTENTION ON THE PART OF KEEPERS OR TURNKEYS Must BE RemoRTED } ‘ Pig 5 Wit wor ge =| Steven of - _| W£DMesoays} AND —} SATURDAYS COPYRIGHT 1902 BY JUOGE COMPANY CF NEW YORK. ‘Sackett & Withelns Liha & Pig Co Rew Yor’. THE LAST STRAW. " me ‘Seconp-story Haniran—"* Mudder, I didn’t have no kick comin’ to me when I wuz ketched wid de goods on me, nor fer de clubbin ‘I got frum de cops, an’ | don't mind bein’ in dis jug: but when it cums to bein’ put in cell 13 it's certainly de limit." (Breaks down completely.) comicbooks.com