Judge, 1902-05-31 · page 10 of 16
Judge — May 31, 1902 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This early 20th-century satirical page mocks various social types and situations through interconnected cartoons: **"Every Time"** jokes that despite physical limitations, people gain superhuman energy when beer is mentioned—satirizing American drinking culture. **"Naturally"** plays on courtroom absurdity: a defendant's dog follows him after being whistled to, the obvious punchline being mocked as needing explanation. **"His Counter Question"** ridicules military command by having a captain sarcastically question what he should've ordered troops to give enemies instead of "hell"—lampooning both military authority and wartime brutality. **"Some One Sure of It"** satirizes parental hypocrisy: a child exploits his father's claim that punishment hurts parents more, using this logic to justify mischief. **"Power Behind the Throne"** mocks social climbing: a wealthy man manipulates the janitor with cigars to ensure heat, then denies addressing him directly—exposing class pretense. **"On the Bowery"** depicts rural/working-class naïveté through a farmer mistaking police headquarters for an oil-stock scam office. The page satirizes drinking culture, legal absurdity, military excess, parental hypocrisy, class manipulation, and rural gullibility.
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EVERY TIME. LTHOUGH I'm on crutches And clumsy and fat, Teap like the ibex And glide like the cat And skim like the petrel And run like the deer, My heart full of sunshi When some one shouts + Beer! NATURALLY. ELL, you say the defendant turned and whistled to the dog. What followed 2” “The dog.” HIS COUNTER QUESTION. Mrs. Hawkbill (severely) —« Is it true. to your men to give the enemy—er-—hell Captain Blankblank— Well, madam, what should I have or- dered them to give the enemy hand-painted fire-screens 2” ptain, that you shouted a ON THE BOWERY. SOME ONE SURE OF IT. Boseie—' Pa, ts it really true that when you lick me it hurts you more'n it does me? Fatuer—" Yes, Robert."* Boesie—"' Then here's where we get the mischief. | threw the cat down the well, an’ ma ‘s goin’ to tell you on me.”* INNUTRITION. HE world looked very fair indeed When we were younger, For hope was willing then to feed Ambition’s hunger. But when through spectacles of age We look, in questi¢ Our view 's blurred by a heritage Of indigestion. WOOD LEVETTHE WILSON, ‘THE POWER BEHIND THE THRONE. Mrs, Uptowne: give those cigars to? Mr. Upto’ ‘0 the janitor, so that he'll give more heat next winter.” Mrs. Uptowne—* Why, 1 thought [ heard you abusing him terribly about that very thing this morning.” Mr. Uptowne— My dear Alice, you don't Whom are you going to se AhE JaniteRNKe that? Lv Farmer Greene—" This must be perleece headquarters. Jane. ‘Thar's th’ correct likenesses uv them think I dare address the janitor like that? I was fellers thet sold me thet oll stock at a cent an‘ a half a share.” talking to the owner.” al ART IN BUGVILLE. Lire Fioo—"' Well, if there isn't that doll | was playing with yesterday posing as Venus de Milo!"* comicbooks.com