Judge, 1902-11-22 · page 7 of 16
Judge — November 22, 1902 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century American humor: **Top strip**: "How Fatty Didn't Pick Up the Penny" appears to be a visual gag about someone (likely referencing a character named "Fatty," possibly from silent film comedy) attempting but failing at a simple task. **Text pieces satirize:** - **"Exonerated"**: A child's story mocking courtroom formality applied to minor domestic disputes - **"Art and Nature"**: A tailor's ethnic humor (bow-legged man's pants joke, apparent Yiddish dialect) - **"Progressive Esquimau"**: Satirizing "civilized" society's adoption of vice (saloons, curfews) as progress - **"Useful Congressman"**: Mocking working-class faith in politicians, suggesting a congressman might mail vegetable seeds **Bottom cartoons**: "At the Huntington Social Club" depicts a wealthy man enduring tedious whist (card game) with an incompetent partner—contrasting what he patiently does versus what he'd "honestly" like to do (violence, implied). The page reflects period stereotypes, class anxiety, and satirical distrust of institutions.
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| HOW FATTY DIDN'T PICK UP THE PENNY, BUT GOT THERE JUST THE SAME. EXONERATED. THREE-VEAR.OLD Jack had pulled a large burich of nasturtiums in his grandmother's yard, though strictly forbidden to touch the flowers. A court-martial was held, with grandma as judge-advocate, “Jack,” she said, “who pulled grandma's flowers?” With a sad countenance the heautiful little fellow re- plied, “Kathleen” (his elder sister). ing the wa Then the grandfather, a rather stern old gentleman and a great stickler for truth, spoke up. be a man and say s1did With a beaming expres- sion of relief Jack cried ou “Oh, yes. Eis a rhyme For your portfolio: ++ Dirt is a cri Verbum sap-li ART AND NATURE. Se\JHAT a queer pattern !" says the patron of the tailor, “It looks Like one of the maps showing the parallels of latitude and longitude.” Yah," says the tailor. “Id iss a new. pattern, made especially for dem bow-legged men’s pantses,” WHAT SHE SAID. Ferpy—' Is it possible she weferred to me as a ‘ dough-head*?"* * Not exactly: but she said you had lots of dough—tin your mind.”” (We e/ {iy 4: RY ASG SS AT THE HUNTINGTON SOCIAL CLUB. WHAT A FELLOW DOES— Ce; "OD ‘THE PROGRESSIVE ESQUIMAU. $6] OBSERVE,” said the polar explorer, « that you are rapidly adopt. ys and manners of the more civilized regions.” “Yes, indeed,” smiled the gentle Esquimau, “We make the saloons close at half-past No- vember, and we expect to pass a curfew law that will require all the children to be off the streets at’ two days after Oc- tober. In time we will enjoy peaceful, quiet nights.” ‘THE USEFUL CONGRESS. MAN. Mr. Heighseed (from Worcester, i Italian restau- rant)-—" Say, Si, this here spa- ghetty ‘s all right, ain't it Mr. Meddergrass— You bet! When I git home I'm a-goin’ tew write tew ovr con- gressman an’ have him send me a package o' the seed, so’s I kin raise it fer myself.” NO DAMAGES. Mrs, Wassting —“ Did your husband get thing from the railroad company for the scalp-wound he received when he was in the wreck ? Mrs. Pembertone —» No. The attorney of the road said it served him right for buying a scalper's ticket.” Lit 1 & ——AND WHAT HE FEELS LIKE DOING, George Gamewinner sits patiently through an evening of whist, enduring a stupid partner who continually trumps his ace. If George did what he honestly felt. , comicbooks.com