Judge, 1903-07-25 · page 5 of 16
Judge — July 25, 1903 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* magazine contains several short satirical pieces reflecting early 1900s American anxieties and social commentary: **"Summer's Come"** is rural nostalgia—a poem celebrating agricultural life's ease during harvest season, when labor seemingly pauses and nature provides. **"All Clear to Him"** mocks bohemian artists: a traveling painter romanticizes the countryside as "inspiration," while a practical farmer recognizes he simply wants to loaf around until he becomes a rustic. **"What Mary Meant"** references Mary, Queen of Scots—a historical figure associated with castle intrigue and her husband Darnley's murder—used here for a joke about her accidentally destroying her cook instead of her castle. **"At the Hotel Fair"** is a gender-economics joke: a woman charges a dollar for a kiss, claiming inflation; the implication is that "necessities of life" (possibly suggesting sexual services) have risen in price. **"A Shining Success"** satirizes publishing: a man who failed at respectable professions succeeds by starting *The Hustler* magazine, suggesting sensationalism rewards failure better than legitimate work. The bottom comic strip appears to be a sci-fi romance set in 2003.
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SUMMER ’S COME. IN’T a-worryin’ days like these— Summer ’s come. Jes’ kin feel thet soothin’ breeze— Summer’ s come. Feel thet soft an’ balmy air Comin’ frum the sweet somewhere ; Fills yew with an “I don’t care" — Summer 's come. Grub enough here in the soil— Summer 's come. Ain't a-goin’ ter dig ner toil— Summer 's come. Garden sass is comin’ quick, Brindle 's milkin’ rich an’ thick, Fish enough here in the crick— Summer ‘s come. Life ain't tryin’ like it wuz— Summer's come. Folks kin git erlong becuz Summer 's come. Strikes ner trusts don’t worry me; I'm ez happy ez kin be. Natur’ runs my facteree— Summer 's come. Jou Cone. ALL CLEAR TO HIM. SS YES," said the traveling artist, who had paused to contemplate the charming view from Mr. Meddergrass's front yard and to drink a cup or two of buttermilk; “yes, I should like to linger in this lovely spot all summer, To me there could be nothing finer than to remain here and bask in the light of inspiration while the wonderful scenery grew more and more upon me. Do you grasp my thought?” “T reckon I do,” said Mr. Meddergrass. “You mean you'd like to loaf around here long enough to get hayseed in your hair and then sit still till it sprouted.” WHAT MARY MEANT. ARY STUART had just blown up the castle. “Too bad!” she murmured. “I only meant to discharge the cook.” Realizing the desperate measures needed, some were fain to doubt the murder of Darnley. AT THE HOTEL FAIR. He—" What! a dollar for a kiss? Why, at the fair last year they were only a quarter.”* Sne— Yes; but the necessities of life we advanced In price since then, you know.”* A SHINING SUCCESS. Dr. Pellet— What became of Puffer? He failed in law, medicine and teaching.” Judge Codex— Why, he started The Hustler magazine and wrote articles on * Why men fail,’ and made a big thing of it. You see, he was well qualified.” NOWADAYS. 66] MY hat on straight?" the women-folks long years ago would say ; But nowadays the men they ask, quite gruff, Before they leave their families in the morning, night or day, «« Is my panama knocked out of shape enough?" WELL Have TO Y) MSS THATLG. HOU You FOR A wae! THE MOON, THE MAID, AND THE MAN—A ROMANCE OF 2003. comicbooks.com