Judge, 1902-11-29 · page 5 of 20
Judge — November 29, 1902 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This is a Thanksgiving-themed satirical page from *Judge* magazine featuring multiple short jokes and cartoons about holiday preparations. The main content includes anthropomorphic vegetables arguing in a market ("Gravy! I am about mashed on you"), a woman who bets kisses on Harvard-Yale games, and jokes about inexperienced cooking. The central illustration shows a boy discovering a turkey in a market amid produce. Notable pieces include "In the Language of the Flowers" (musing on chrysanthemums), "The Thanksgiving Moon" (a pumpkin pie pun), and "A New Fad" (the Farrants serving a turkey killed with a golf club, stuffed with ping-pong balls—mocking wealthy people's athletic obsessions). The final dialogue between "Parson Goodman" and "Mr. Johnson" uses dialect humor (common but now offensive racial caricature) about turkey abundance. The page is primarily light humor exploiting holiday themes, puns, and period social commentary rather than serious political satire.
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IN THE MARKET. IY GRAVY!" exclaimed the potato, turning all his eyes in goo-goo style toward the celery. “1am about mashed on you.” “I don't like the looks of that pumpkin,” observed the celery. “He'll be crustier than that by to-morrow noon,” declared the plums. “Huh !" growled the pumpkin. “ You'll be a pudding for some one by that time. “Why doesn't the oyster say something ?" asked the turkey. “He acts as if he were in the soup already.” “You oughtn’t to talk that way,” suggested the cranberry.“ You'll soon get all the roasting you want. “Look here!" clucked the turkey; "I don't want any sauce from you.” And then the marketman came back and pretty soon made them all feel cheap, for it was growing late. DIDN’T LIKE TO CALL HER BETS OFF. Ella—* Are you glad that Harvard beat Yale ?” Stella—“ Well, I'm glad that somebody won. I always bet a kiss on the result, and twice there have been tie games.” INEXPERIENCED. Mrs. Yearsly—" Mrs. Venbride thought she was going to save her- self lots of trouble.” IN THE LANGUAGE OF THE FLOWERS. Mrs. Mustno—" What did she do?” THE curysanTHemum—''1 wonder if any one _— gi y two Ww ving a ever stops to think of the fact that we go to the Mrs. Yearsly— Bought a turkey two weeks before Thanksgiving and fed it with parsley {XG Hops 0 think of the (acl that we Eo fe the and bread-crumb: out ever getting a bite to eat.” ‘THE THANKSGIVING MOON. ‘OW beautiful to see ‘The lovely moon up in the sky! It never fails to comfort me— It looks just like a pumpkin pie. A NEW FAD. De Style—" What makes you think the Farrants are going to have a regular athletic Thanksgiving Gunbusta— Why, they had their turkey killed with a golf-club and stuffed with ping-pong balls.” BY A BOARDING-HOUSE OMAR. ND when the mistress cometh for my cash Pray thatjin wrath I may not be too rash ; And, since the turkey long the board has graced, Urge her, for heaven's sake, to stop the hash ! THE REASON. Parson Goodman (receiving his Thanksgiving turkey)—* Doan’ de tuh- keys seem mo’ plentiful dis yeah, Mis- tah Johnsing 2” Mr. Johnson— | doan’ know as to IN GOOD CONDITION. dat, pahson ; but de nights am sho'ly Buty Centresucker (the football player}—"' | kinder thought | felt something hit me."* mo’ proposishus.” ig dinner?” NO. 18.—THE WONDERFUL DOINGS OF MARVELOUS THOMAS fro appear meager pele Rea ot hie Tarkectaw,who gob hm wp." comicbooks.com