Judge, 1903-10-31 · page 7 of 16
Judge — October 31, 1903 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century American humor: **"The Fate of Old Favorites"** is a poem mockingly tracing how classical literary references—Tara's harp, nursery rhymes, Dr. Watts' dog—have been commercialized and degraded. The satire attacks how high culture becomes cheap entertainment (the "maid" now performs in vaudeville). **"Honor to Whom Honor Is Due"** satirizes judges' corruption: a millinery competition awards the prize not to the most artistic bonnet but the most expensive one, suggesting that wealth, not merit, determines winners. **"Had a Plenty"** uses dialect humor (typical of the era) about a deacon expelled from church who isn't upset, having already received sufficient satisfaction—likely mocking both religious hypocrisy and African American stereotypes. **"The Peels"** is a visual gag: ship passengers throwing banana peels overboard create fog mistaken for the sea—a pun on "peels." The page reflects Judge's mix of social commentary, puns, and period-appropriate (if problematic) ethnic humor.
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THE FATE OF OLD FAVORITES. THE harp that once thro’ Tara’s halls The soul of music shed Is still in business down the street— I wish its boss was dead. The goore that erstwhile hung so high Was knocked out long age But still it’s served in Ger- man style, ‘As you perhaps muy know. The little lamb that Mary Has not increased in size; It's little still when served in chi Orsstuffed in mutton pies. That dog of dear old Dr. Watts ‘That loved to bark and bite Is still at large now just as then— At least he night. The maid who would a-woo- ing go— Iwon her like a streak— Is singing songs in vaude- ville now Forseven skads per week. FRANK M. BROOKS. barks all Mrs. Joxes—'‘ Oh, you do? citis can wait." HONOR TO WHOM HONOR IS DUE. +6 AND now, gentlemen,” says the chairman of the committee on awards at the millinery exhibition, «the question before us is to whom shall the chief prize go. Of the many pattern-bonnets sub- mitted, that of Miss Meekleigh is far and away the most artistic.” “But,” protests a more experienced member, “the bonnet ex- hibited by Madame Sokkettuum is far and away the most expensive.” A few minutes later the medal was pinned on Madame Sokket- tuum, Mr. Jowes—""1 think I'm going to have appendicitis. fell, | think I'm going to have a new hat, and your appendi- after peel rent the air. HAD A PLENTY. Ss YASSUH," said Une’ Nose; *'Lije Hoss- fut done got smaht down ter de ‘tracted meetin’ las’ night, an’ dey p'int edly jected ‘im fum de chu’ch —dat what dey do.” “Not old Deacon "Lije ?" says the listener. “Yassuh ; ol’ Dea- mnn/| Hdl I con ‘Lije Hossfut—yas- Ni Why, I thought he PAI | was one of the pillars of the church,” “Reckon he war, but he ain’t no mo’.” «That must have been a great take«lown for him. Wasn't he put out a great déal over it?” “No, suh; not er great deal. Des’ once seemed ter sa’sfy ‘im.” * DISAPPOINTED. She— Oh, my! are they really engaged 2” The confidante— “Why, yes. You refused him, didn’t you ?” She— Oh, yes; but II thought he would give me a chance to reconsider my refusal.” THE PEELS. WITH majestic grace the stately ship cleft her way through the fog All, indeed, was light and happiness aboard. Suddenly pee! Swiftly a tug came to her side and hailed. “ Do you need assistance ?" asked the captain of the tug. “No,” answers” the captain of the steamer. “It's only these country excursionists throwing their banana-peels overboard.” j womsetane BAZ ETT 7 PAS = HIS IDEA. Will youse marry me?"* Can youse support a wife?” *Dat's w'ot I wants ter find out.”* comicbooks.com