Judge, 1903-07-18 · page 10 of 16
Judge — July 18, 1903 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This is a humorous comic strip sequence about a man named Chumley whose cats escape during a vacation. The narrative follows him preparing to travel (panels 1-3), discovering his trunk full of cats (panel 4), and returning home the next morning with the cats but without the trunk (panel 6). The humor relies on slapstick and domestic absurdity rather than political satire. The accompanying jokes on the page are simple romantic and marital quips typical of early 20th-century humor magazines—including a woman rejecting a suitor's emotional declaration by suggesting he ate green apples, and a wife comparing her current husband unfavorably to her first husband. The "Crab as walking delegate" joke references union labor terminology. Overall, this appears to be lighthearted entertainment content rather than satirical commentary.
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SHE CRUSHED HIM. 66 CASSANDR A,” sighs our hero, “there is some- thing within me that thrills me to the innermost recesses of my soul. I must tell you of the haunting heaviness, of the doubt, the dread, the pain that fills me *- “Percival,” titters our heroine, “have you been eat ing green apples?" Madg ellie says she is twenty-fou Marjorie— Yes; twenty- arked down from thir- Tue suar—" Why did the union make Crab a walking delegate?" Tue rixe—"* Because he's the only one down here that could fill the position.”* 1, Jones—" Here's a chance to play a joke on Chumley before the ex- pressman calls for his trunk.— S. Deacon Scuppex—" By gum! if there hain't a lot o' city cats goin’ 00 a vacation."" and Chumley. WHY CHUMLEY CAME HOME. A STAMP WASTED. PETTISHLY she stamped her foot. They were standing on the corner. He had offended her in some way. Again she stamped her foot. “Well,” he said slowly “here is a letter-box, but you might know you can't drop your foot in it. You. are sim- ply wasting postage.” Mrs. Crabshaw —" My first husband had much better sense than you have.” Crabshaw—"1 don't see why. We were both foolish enough to marry you.” 2. —Yes, we've got everything fastened to the cats. Now welll put them all back in the trunk."" 6. Next morning. The return of the cats with everything but the trunk comicbooks.com