Judge, 1903-07-18 · page 3 of 16
Judge — July 18, 1903 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several unrelated satirical pieces and illustrations typical of Judge magazine's format. **"A Mild Imitation"** (top) depicts a stagecoach being attacked by Native Americans—a satire mocking tourists' sensationalized expectations of the American West. The caption suggests tourists anticipated dramatic frontier violence. **"A Seaside Chat"** and **"A Secondary Consideration"** are brief comedic dialogues about housekeeping and theater management, representing typical domestic humor. **"Rondeau for July"** is a poem by Charles Hanson Towne about missing a summer romance. **"A Barrel of Trouble"** (bottom) shows small illustrated vignettes with accompanying humorous text about a poor man and sausages—lighthearted domestic comedy. The page represents Judge's mix of satirical commentary, social humor, poetry, and illustrated jokes aimed at middle-class readers.
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A MILD IMITATION. Tourist (from Europe)—" What's the row?”* ‘Srace-priver—"' We're attacked by Indian desperadoes.”* Tourist—" Thank heaven! A SEASIDE CHAT. oe How’ do you do?" said the man-o’-war as he sailed in past the lightship Arabella B. “Why, howdydo, Mr. Newsarge 2” replied the lady lightship, wav- ing her bow at him. “ How are you enjoying light housekeeping 2” asked the man-o'- war, continuing his progress up the channel. “Pretty well,” she answered ; “but it is so hard to keep my buoys behaving properly. I think two or three of them ran away last night. If you see any of them playing about in the channel please tell them to hurry home, won't you 2" “Oh, don’t be too severe with them,’ urged the man-o'-war. “We older fellows can get along all right, even if they do try to play pranks on us. Remember that buoys will be buoys.” And he bade her farewell as he turned to salute the fortress gallantly. THE wife seems disposed to hark back some what into the distant past. “You are not like you used to be,” she says to the husband, “1 remember how you used to swear that I was an angel.” “Well,” replies the brutal man, “you haven't changed much. You are as flighty as ever . 1 was thinking it was another fourth-of-July celebration.”” A SECONDARY CONSIDERATION. HE demure comedienne has closed with the impresario, and has agreed to create the leading réle in the new comic opera. “And now,” says the impresario, « what figure would you want for the season 2?” “Oh,” she titters, with an affectation of embarrassment, had we not best leave that to the costumer 2” RONDEAU FOR JULY. JULY is dull as autumn gray When fair Priscilla goes away ‘To some far-distant summer place, Jainty chiffon and fine lace, Alas! I miss her presence gay, Her folly and her laughing way ; And when I do not see her face July is dull, What charms have high roof-gardens, pray, Or any trivial summer play, For one like me? Sad were my case If joys so slight I should embrace. For me and those of my poor clay July és dull, CHARLES HANSON TOWNE, WARY. Mrs, Farmer—" Here, my poor man, are some coli sausages. Weary Willie—'Scuse me, mum, but don’t your sign say * Beware of the dog"? A BARREL OF TROUBLE. comicbooks.com