Judge, 1902-05-17 · page 6 of 16
Judge — May 17, 1902 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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This page contains **multiple short humorous pieces** typical of early 20th-century American satirical magazines: **"A Ping-Ponged Poem"**: Satirizes the fad of table tennis (ping-pong), which was newly popular. The repetitive verse mocks how the game consumes players' attention entirely. **"A Great Wag" & "A Mistake"**: Brief joke strips featuring rustic or military characters with crude humor—typical of the period's comedy style. **"His First Shad"**: A child's complaint about fish bones shows generational humor common to the era. **The Concert/Income pieces**: Short satirical exchanges about social hypocrisy—a reformer criticizing character while ignoring art; a couple's financial dishonesty. **"Cyclone Belt" bottom section**: Comic exaggeration of a Kansas cyclone's destruction. The humor relies on tall-tale absurdity: a man ejected miles away, animals impossibly positioned, monetizing lightning damage. This reflects contemporary fascination with American frontier disasters, mixing genuine weather concerns with hyperbolic frontier mythology. The overall tone emphasizes period-specific fads, social pretension, and rural American stereotypes.
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A PING-PONGED POEM. AS THE litte ball goes pop- Ping Pong, It keeps you busy hop- Ping Pong, To stop the sphere from drop- Ping Pong Out of sight. You have no time for nap- Pony But must keep + Ping Pong ‘The ball as it goes flap Ping Pong Left and right. A GREAT WAG. Old Scars —" What did tula Jim shoot Pete's left ear off for ?” Alkali Tke— Aw, just for a joke, I reckon, A MISTAKE. Ta Private Casey (of the marine corps)—"' Will youse say agin dat I'm de woist-lookin® marine you ever saw?” Cnouty Arrstare—" Pardon me, my friend: you are laboring under a misapprehension. | was referring to the painting in the window." Polecat NOT OVERSTRETCHED. “Hi, there, gentlemen! This suspense is kill- ing me.” AT THE CON- CERT. Fosdick— “Why do you ap- plaud such a long and wearisome so- HYPERCRIT- ICAL, 66 RUT,” protest- B ed the re- former, “we know nothing of his character.” nata Keedick—V've been sitting still so long that all my limbs have gone to The practical sleep. 1 wish to what of it?"he de- manded; and there was an ill-conceal- ed sneer in his tone. “If you did know anything SHAD, about it you would- Little Willie - i nt (at restaurant)— \ t/, gee with it.” “Pa His father— “What is it, Wil- lie?" Little Willie “This planked shad has got lots of slivers in it.” restore the circu- lation.” HIS FIRST be satisfied THE SAME. “BUT can't you live within your income ?* Xo, nor with- out it, either.” A WARNING, Bunco-sreerer—"‘ Isn't this Jasper Hayseed of Moose Meadow? No? Pray excuse me! No harm, | hope?" Deacon Scuover—“Not a bit, young feller: but you orter be a leetle more careful. S'posen I'd bin a “bunco-steerer,’ now—how easy it ‘d bin fer me tew string yew!" THE FIRST REPORT OF THE SEASON FROM THE CYCLONE BELT. Ry Juvce’s truthful correspondent.) Whizzville, Kansas,"May 12th. (Spe-: +3461 Jones had gorie to bed: and was A cow belonging io’ Elmer Gitt was cial to Jupce.) The first cyclone” of the season struck this. town yesterday. The only building left Standing is Murphy’ssaloon, The new Baptist church is demol- ished. sleeping soundly when the cy- clone struck. He woke up twen- ty-six miles from home in the top branches of an cak-tree. Joel shys he'd rather travel by train, found in the neighboring town of Windburst, astride a locomotive, with two hard knots in her tail, a pig pinioned on one horn anda godse on the other... | A bolt of lightning pierced a tree on the Henry Makehay farm and remains intact. Mr. Makehay is charging ten cents a look at the bolt. comicbooks.com