Judge, 1903-05-23 · page 7 of 18
Judge — May 23, 1903 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several humorous sketches satirizing early 20th-century American social conventions and relationships: **"Poet's Reverie"** mocks pretentious poetry about poverty, using puns on "sole/soul" and "upper" (shoe parts vs. existential concerns). **"Overcoming the Obstacle"** depicts a flirtation where a young man explains automobiles' advantages over horses for courting—particularly that one can keep both hands busy. The girl's suggestive response about hugging implies physical intimacy. **"Tempora Mutantur"** presents a husband insulting his wife's appearance after previously romanticizing her, satirizing marriage's disillusionment. **"Poesie à la Mode"** parodies pretentious modern poetry that prioritizes obscurity and mystery over clarity or genuine meaning—"best to leave out sense." **"A Poor Example"** depicts Irish immigrants (suggested by dialect), with "Mr. Lizzie" apparently being a henpecked husband frightened during an automobile ride while his wife demands he "act like a man." The overall theme mocks romantic idealization, marital reality, and artistic pretension of the era.
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POET'S REVERIE. I gaze down my suit of shoddy “ ‘To the ruin and wreck of my shoes, And “to keep the soul and the body ‘Together is easy,” I muse. + For the nickel that buys a supper With a schooner of lager "s a cinch ; But keeping the sole and the upper ‘Together is often a pinch.” OVERCOMING THE OBSTACLE. id the young man who was taking the young woman for an auto ride,“ the auto has its advantages ; but still there isa great difference be- tween it and the good old horse.” “Oh, yes; I suppose there is,” an- swered the young woman. AN INDUCEMENT. «For instance,” went on the young “Don't cry, little boy, and | will give you half of the worm out of man, “with the horse, when one was this apple.” you in the ditch, and a fellow simply has to keep both hands busy while it is in motion “T know,” faltered the girl ; me there would be a way.” “T'd like to know what it is.” “Well, couldn't the girl—couldn't she hug—hug the man?" * but—but it seems to TEMPORA MUTANTUR. #4 YOU used to say,” declared the angry wife, “that I | was all the world to you.” “That,” sneered the brutal husband, “ was before you grew so moon-faced.” } ‘And he saw stars before he could escape from her orbit. POESIE A LA MODE. ] A¥ going to make a poem, and I think that I shall take A league or s0 of shadowy sky, a dim, mist-haunted lake, With the pale wraith of a legend floating o'er it like a spell— But this strange, blood-chilling legend I must never really tell. There must be a blotch of color and a mystery intense, But with music, feeling, beauty one can easily dispense ; And—though this is all sub-rosa—it is best to leave out sense. When I've made the little poem, Blurring over very well UNBREAKABLE. Any careless trace of clearness, “Now, yo" lookey heah, yo", George! doan’ yo’ fall down an’ break dem eggs." Lam sure the thing will sell. ““T couldn’ break um nohow. Dey is Plymouth-rock eggs, dey Is."* ADA YOSTER MURRAY. driving with the pretty girl, he could hold the lines in one hand, or wrap them about the whip, and—and—and hug the gi “Ob-h-h-h!” you awful thing !" exclaimed the blushing young woman. | They sped along in silence ’ for several miles. At last the ; timid young thing said, “But I should think that difficulty could be easily over- come.” “What difficulty ?” asked the young man. , “Why, that—what you said about the times when the men took the girls driving be- hind a horse, and—and when they wrapped the lines about the whip, and when they— they—oh, when they did what you say they did.” “Tdon’t see how it could be overcome,” said the youth. A: POOR! EXAMPLE! «If you stop the auto it’s liable Cartain—"' Cheer up, Mr. Lizzie! There ts no great danger. Act like a man!" to start up of itself and upset Mr. Lizzie—" But, don't you know, me man is scared, 100."" comicbooks.com