Judge, 1903-06-27 · page 4 of 21
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This page contains satirical verses and a cartoon titled "The Odds Against Him," depicting a conversation between Ezra Pike and his wife about summer boarders. The cartoon shows a heavyset man confronting a woman at a cottage doorway. The dialogue indicates Ezra Pike is frustrated that his wife takes in summer boarders for income, but complains about their presence. His wife responds that boarding guests is necessary and practical—they need the income. The satire targets rural working-class economics and domestic tensions: the husband resents the intrusion and labor of hosting paying guests, while the wife pragmatically accepts it as financial necessity. The cartoon illustrates the gender dynamics and economic pressures of early 20th-century rural American life, where seasonal boarding was common income supplementation for struggling farmers and their families.
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Sage. PUBLISHED WEEELY AT THE PARKER BUILDING, FOURTH AVE. AND NINETEENTH sT., NEW TORK. Wesrean Aoverrisinc Orrice—828 Mar- quette Building, Chicage, Terms to Subscribers. UNITED STATES AND CANADA IN ADVANCE. One copy, one year, or s2numbers- + = st BS00 One copy, six months, or sonumbers - + = sO One copy, for thirteen weeks se eee 135 Tnclading the Cusistsas Juoce. FOREIGN SUBSCRIPTIONS—To all foreign countries in the postal union, $5.00 a year. Evrorean sates-acents—/ntermational news company. Bream's building, Chancery lane, EC, London, Brentana's, avenue de Opera, Paris: Saarbach's news exchange, Mains, in both the United States and Great Britale. igorously prosecuted. with all manvscripts, sats of JUDGE are protected by copyrig! oe f be guarant ‘Art Department should hai ch and every separate sketch. | The accor ery instance be writt its Individeal the sender's ful: fe Insure sate and prompt return of material not accepted HE PALM-LEAF FAN swings lightly to and fro; The berry bobs within the leaf-fringed bowl. QQ CABBAGE-LEAF within the ** panama” Is worth two in the vender’s chariot. NOW does the stay-at-home peruse with joy The gilt-edged pamphlet on whose shining page The witching sea-mews magic melody Blends with the whisper of the mountain pine. eee (O, FOR the farm whose butter, eggs and milk, And corn-husk bed of undulations hard, Are now in bloom to lure the weary soul Into the trap at seven dollars per. SSSsssg] % — ll Y, THE LUSH mint julep is the beaker cool That tells man, as the ice-cream soda tells The merry maid, that dear old summer ’s here. THE PANTING POODLE for the scissors yearns That he may have his tangled astrakhan Eliminated; for old Sirius Is now on deck, and Arabella lurks And lingers at the soda-fountain, where She’s as the gull upon the crested wave. eee THE WALKING DELEGATE is a clammy, apathetic proposition. He is a rare combination of cormorant and basilisk, and rules only that he may ruin. His chief aim is to promote and precipitate strikes, that the laborer and the capitalist may ever flounder hopelessly in hot water. This great disturbing element makes it a point to keep the water at the boiling point and to keep out of it himself. He is a natural-born drone and loafer, and is at no other time so happy as at the moment he is ladling out dis- cord and stirring up trouble for the hosts whose interests he professes to espouse and champion. He is a beetle-browed monster, a parasite and a sycophant, who is allowed—no one knows why—to live and prosper; whereas, if he were but known by his fruits and treated accordingly, he would soon be performing the kind of tight-rope act in which the head is used to keep the artist’s feet about six feet off the earth. eee M® HANNA has declared himself out of the race, and to the friends of Mr. Roosevelt, who thought the commercial Hercules of Ohio was ever in it, this bit of news, which is not news, will be cheerfully received and digested. Mr. Roosevelt is of course the logical as well as the ideal candidate for 1904, for the simple reason that he is the choice of all fair- minded Americans who want good government and a man to administer its affairs who is not afraid to do what he knows to be right, and who can- not be worked on the jumping-jack principle by the pulling of strings. That Mr. Roosevelt is such a man has been conclusively proved to the satisfaction of the people, and there is no good reason for the assumption that they should abandon the man they know for the sake of trying an experiment. It is therefore safe to say that the presidential race has already been won by the present white-house holder, although it is still an event of the future—an event that, to use a sporting phrase, will be pulled off merely as a matter of fidelity to tradition, and for the sake of form that will be alike empty and superfluous. THE ODDS AGAINST HIM. Mother, you got ter stop takin’ in summer boarders, er else | got ter quit farmin’."* Wry, pa, what's the trubble?"” Ezra Pixe—"They's no use prayin’ fer rain with fourteen summer boarders prayin’ fer falr weather.” comicbooks.com